Pom Pom’s pebble-hoarding craze hit a whole new level last night. I looked over by her bowl and saw a neat little trail from the dining room table leading to where she was sitting behind the couch.

It makes sense, I suppose. It’s about ten feet from the couch to her bowl–she probably works up an appetite during the walk back. By leaving that trail, she gets to eat along the way.

I really hope there’s not a huge ant problem during the summer in Eugene, or else there’s gonna be more than just a pebble trail on the floor.