[MyDearSam]

I wasn't mad at him at all. Well, maybe a little tiffed that he shredded a brand new pad. But I was pretty vexed with Katie for not letting him out. She knows she is supposed to take him out to potty when she gets home, and then he gets free run of the living room and kitchen. She took the gate down going into the hallway between the bedrooms, and just didn't want to keep an eye on him until I got home. He didn't get to play his favorite afternoon game of torment the kitty.