WAFFLES: Do-do-do. No one in here but us chickens. Wait. Chickens?
WAFFLES: *inaudible chortling*
WAFFLES: I'm still looking for the chickens.
If you follow our shenanigans on Facebook, you're probably all too familiar with Waffles and his propensity to lock himself in the bathroom. Yesterday he shut himself in SIX times. Fortunately he only does it when Glogirly is close by and can hear him. Not that it matters... he seems to really enjoy his private time in the powder room.
We're not really sure what he does in there. There are no snacks, no toys, not even a Playcat magazine. Every time we open the door to let him out, there he is, sitting patiently on the toilet seat. Head slightly turned. Dazed and most definitely confused.
KATIE: I don't know what all the fuss is about. I'm perfectly fine on this side of the powder room door. Just as long as Waffles is on the other.