Anons, it was horrible! There I was, sitting on the throne, reading and catching up on notables on my phone. I reached for the paper and gave it yank and it came right off the roll, hit the floor and rolled out of reach by over two arm lengths! "Fuck!" I exclaimed out loud.

Suddenly the door opened slowly and my cat came in the bathroom. "Thank God," I thought and beckoned to him. "Tiger, the paper, that round white thing, bring it to me, please!" He sniffed it and looked back over his shoulder at me and left out a long, drawn out "meeeooooooowwww."

"Yes, that's it! Bring it to me buddy!" But to my horror, he picked it up in his teeth and sauntered out the door, abandoning me! I wasn't even wearing socks!

Thankfully there was a pair of scissors within reach and a throw carpet around the john base… Talk about trauma!