Clawing the couch. Helping themselves to a midnight snack of sausages from the fridge. Destroying the venetian blinds. Are these misdeeds that need to be confessed? Cats don’t think so. But they’re frazzled. They know that we’re upset, and they’re eager to explain things. Are we going to buy these explanations? Here a passel of cats tell us the very good reasons (according to them) they had for doing the things they did. Are these confessions . . . or something else? Let’s hear them out!
