Gunnar Destruction

I've decided that Gunnar's middle name should be destruction.

Here's a good example.

This evening I was doing some chores upstairs. I heard a big noise, like one of our baby gates being knocked over. With Matt on crutches I ran downstairs to see if he needed something. He hadn't even heard the noise so it was nothing downstairs, so I went looking for Gunnar.

I headed to the bedroom, where Gunnar had earlier strewn every single one of his toys across the floor. There I found the cat's three story kitty condo on its side. !?!? He'd manage to completely knock it over. And when he knocked it over, he knocked over the dressing mirror that was standing a few feet away. The mirror fell forward and onto the bed. Miraculously the the mirror didn't break, but OMG what utter destruction cat.

I went downstairs to tell Matt what happened. He asked how Gunnar was. I told him that I found him under the sideways mirrors staring in wonderment at his actions. And then, I heard Gunnar's favorite squeaky mouse. He was already playing in the condo again. He didn't miss a beat.