Poor Stella in Just in Case

I’m a terrible kitty mom. I was later getting home that expected because I had to run by and get boxes of Total cereal for science tomorrow (the kids designed experiments to see if the iron in the cereal would react to a magnet). Luna met me at the door trying to get her nose into every bag. I shooed her away, then heard the saddest little cry. I knew right away what had happened. I opened the bathroom door and there sat Stella. I’m not sure what she ran to first, the litter box or the food bowl. She was such a good little girl. She didn’t tear anything up, knock anything over, or anything. She much have just sat there and cried. I feel awful. Poor baby didn’t learn. When I went in the bathroom later, she ran right back in. Goober!