Now where did that bracelet go????

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As some of my fellow MyLotters know, I am very craft oriented. I design and make artist teddy bears and I also design and make one of a kind jewelry. I have two separate work areas for both activities. I do bears in the designated work room and I do the jewelry in my family room (Okay, my "family" is Bill my boyfriend, Willy the flame point Siamese and his brother Khuay, Dinglebeary the Main Koon cat, C.D "Crazy Dog" the mini dachshund, Abby the pit/lab, and the old man of the group Little Bit who is 19 years old and all he does is eat, sleep, and poop....big family huh?). Lately I've noticed that the beading table has been disturbed. I put a towel over it because Willy loves to chew wire and mono-filament line. It would kill me if he got injured from chewing anything so I protect him like he is a 8 month old baby. Well I thought Willy was busily digging under the towel for his favorite chew stuff, but he crashes on my nice warm waterbed at night and doesn't move until morning when I get up. Dinglebeary doesn't show much interest in string or wire unless I am attached to one end of it, so he's ruled out. The dogs? Nah, the little guys are crated at night and Abby is 13 and just not in shape to snoop under the towel. Khuay....hummm, nah he doesn't much like wire or beads. Last night the mystery was solved. I got up to go to the bathroom and stepped on something hard...I don't turn on the lights when I go to the bathroom because I have night lights all over the place so it was a surprise when I stepped on the hard rolly object on the floor. I reached in the bathroom and turned on the light and was surprised to find a turquoise bead bracelet on the floor!!! Now how did that get there? I know that I didn't have it caught on my clothes and I didn't carry it around with me. I picked it up and checked for dog slobber...nope, it wasn't Abby. I stood there scratching my head when I heard a strange yowl...I raced for the yowl because it came from one of my babies and he might be in serious trouble. I skidded to a halt at the entry way to the family room. The towel was jiggling back and forth like a belly dancer!!!! There was a clue...a long orange tail sticking out from under the towel!!!! I very quietly crept into the family room and gently pulled up the towel...there on the table was...KHUAY!!!! Not only was he under the huge beach towel that I had folded in half and put over the beads, but he had a bracelet hanging from his lips!!!! He took one look at me and shot off the table and raced away, still carrying the bracelet. I gave chase because this time it was a pearl bracelet, we raced through the work room, down the hall, and ended up in my bedroom. Khuay, still hanging on to the bracelet, flopped down on my bed and tried to look innocent! I couldn't get upset at the little fiend, he is such a love and a real joker. I just need to find his hiding place and recover the other two bracelets that I made to go into my booth space at the antique mall.... besides he is one character that is so inquisitive and fearless. I've caught him in my purse, getting ready to steal my wallet (I forgot to give him his allowance?), he's been to the bottom of the fiberfill bag (it stands about 3 feet high and is jammed with fiberfill) and scared the daylights out of me when I reached down and got a handful of cat, and he has been found in the freezer after I had opened it and he crawled in from the top of the fridge. Right now he is stretched out on my arms making writing this difficult to say the least. Who could NOT love a adventuresome soul like his???? I just wish he could go easy on the thieving! Anyone else out there have such a character? I have said many many times I am so glad that I adopted Khuay, he wouldn't have been happy in another home.