I am well aware of Andy and Dougy’s love of paper. Drop a piece on the floor, and one or the other almost immediately plops down on it, assuring the other brother can’t have it.
For that reason, when I copied the new television HD channel reference my cable company recently sent, I put the paper in a plastic sleeve. It was a good idea, one that would assure I had a readable cat-repelled copy any time I need to know a new channel number.
Didn’t take Dougy any time at all to maul the plastic-covered reference. Bad boy. You cat, you, Dougy. You cat.
I took my complaint to Dougy. “Why for you chew and maul my TV thingy, Douglas? Why? Why? Why?”
I don’t think he was listening.