Begin the Exchange!

This is the story of my sad attempt at starting a Punk Rock Cat Exchange. I was hoping to get a much quieter, less troublesome kitty in the trade. So I procured a smallish box, labelled it, baited it with Fritos and then awaited the Orange Abomination.

I only had to wait a few minutes before my quarry was in position. Could I sneak up and tape the lid down before he made his escape?

Alas, he returned to his liquid form and zip! he was away.