I needed to do a little clean up today. It astonishes me how little time it takes for the cats and me to make a mess of the place.

Yeah, I have a day’s worth of dishes piled by the sink…erm…and on the stove, but it makes no sense to wash them as generated because it’s just my dishes, utensils and cups or glasses.

But, but the boys make a bigger mess. Yes, they leave hair all over the place. (I brush Dougy, but Andy doesn’t like me to brush him; however, Andy doesn’t shed as bad as Dougy! They insist on me keeping every box that comes into the house. How can I refuse?) Their toys are everywhere. EVERYWHERE! And, captured for you today in two damning photos of Andy eating crunchies, they have cat table manners.

Aw, it looks like Andy’s a good boy! He’s eating crunchies at the cat feeder.

So far, so good. Then…

Yes, he takes one and crunches it down on the mat under the feeder, then it gets tracked on the carpet, where I grind it in with my feet!

Good thing I have a pet-strength vacuum! I need it.