Heading up to bed and as you do let the dogs out for a wee and see if I can spot the cat to see if he's in or out for the night.
Walk into the kitchen and see the cat skulking around the washing basket, he sometimes sleeps behind the dryer but with the warm weather it's not been getting used so he hasn't been bothering lately.
As I open the neck door he jumps on top of the tumbler drier grabs a pair of my knickers from the top of the pile and legs it out the back door.
Where the hell is he taking my underwear!!!!!!
Aibu to assume he is part of some secret feline selling human underwear gang and if so surely I'm entitled to a % of the profits!