This past weekend I traveled to Sydney, Cape Breton to visit some friends.  I had a nice relaxing time, which promptly ended when I got back to Halifax.

See, I have a cat.

When I travel for more than 2 days I have a friend come in to make sure Spike is doing okay.  In return I look after her cats if need be.  Sometimes we play pranks on each other – one time she put “Breaking Dawn” amid my currently-reading book stash; one time I put a giant poster of “High School Musical” in her bathroom.

But this time she went above and beyond:

That was disconcerting enough, but then I started to find more and more pictures around my apartment.

So my excuse for not posting on Monday is because I was going through every book/DVD/room in my apartment on (what I have dubbed) the Worst. Scavenger Hunt. Ever.

Join in my misery under the break:

I’ve found 15/17 (or is it 18? – she can’t remember) so far.  I had to get a few hints for the last 2, since I was running out of places to look.  I suspect that I’ll clean out a closet in a year and find another picture.

But oh, my revenge will be sweet…