Then it dawned on her. She grabbed the tyke off the paint can and opened it up. There was kitty! She administered mouth to mouth. It lived...but was never quite right.\
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My two year old microwaved our cat once. I had the microwave on a table in the kitchen (old house, no counter space and the table was short) It was an old microwave, with a turn dial, no buttons. Just shut the door and turn, wala, nuclear heaven. So I was standing at the stove and hear ‘flop flop flop, wahk wahk, flop’ and turn to see the cat flopping in the microwave and my two year old daughter just watching. I dove across the kitchen and kitty jumped out. She wasn’t ever quite right after that either. Also got a taller table for the microwave.
EEek - oh - sorry but I had to laugh. Poor cat. Two year olds do the darnedest things....