I went upstairs to check on the kids before I jumped in to bed. They were all still up, of course. Why not? It’s only 20 after midnight. Still early!?

So anyway, Skyler asked me if she could keep Jasper in her room. I said “Yeah, if he stays.”

And then I looked over at him. She had made him a leash out of a strap that you would tether to a camera or something. She wrapped one end around his neck [it was loose though] and the other end around the foot of her dresser. In front of him was a bowl [from Keaton's mess kit] filled with cat food.

She chained Jasper up to keep him in her room.

At least she wasn’t inhumane about it. She kept the leash tight enough that he couldn’t get out of it, but loose enough that it didn’t restrict his breathing or anything. And she gave him food. What more could a cat ask for?

She’s too smart for her own good.

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