Yoda, the Stylist

When I come home from work, I usually strip off my jewelry and toss it in a decorative container on a table by the front door. The wooden container also collects things like lipstick, keys, cell phones, and sunglasses. Our curious kitten, Yoda, has found that the container is full of fun playthings.

This morning, for the fourth time, I caught him rummaging in the container, and leaving with a diamond ring in his mouth. I wrested the ring from him and put it, and its companion, on my finger. I was just starting to think that maybe he was telling me that I need to keep my rings on when he went back to the container and brought me a chandelier earring. Maybe he’s just trying to help me accessorize?