Last night I was eating Babybel cheese when all of a sudden I see Weasley take off with one in his mouth - wrapper and all. I laughed and ran after him, but he managed to get into the basement, and he’s the master hider down there. This morning I woke up with it in my bed, and Weasley sleeping on my face. I like to think he felt some sort of kitty guilt and wanted to bring his mama a present, but he probably just didn’t have the thumbs to open the darn thing.
WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
I R KITTEH.