A Little Blackhead Moment

I've just returned from Ttink's house where she plied me with limeade and rice krispy treats (among other goodies). While there, Ttink's cat, Simon, often sought out my 30 yr old vintage leather satchel from my mom. He slept on it quite a lot. Well Jynx simply does not approve. When I got home and put the bag down, he just about had a conniption fit. He hissed at the bag and wacked it a few times with an angry paw. That's not a very nice thing to do. I'm storing my bag somewhere nice and high so it will be safe from futures assaults. And to think I was going to offer him some knitting needles earlier today.