The human female resolved at New Year’s to be a little more on top of things. (She has delusions of adequacy.) It’s all working out pretty well, except— I’ve been helping.
She’s noticed a spot on the dining room floor that needs cleaning up.
Except that isn’t a spot! It’s place where the top layer of the linoleum is flat-out missing. It showed up not long after the Terror Twins did.
Think there’s a connection?
The human female, always striving to be more ecologically conscientious, saves and recycles plastic and paper bags, which is a good thing.
Except my furry little minion there thinks the whole project is a toy stash, with some buried treasure at the bottom which must be excavated. Regularly.
Oh, I tell you, I am getting so much mileage out of the felines!