tonight, i've cleaned surfaces and did laundry. i moved my "bed" upstairs so schmutzie can plop into her bed with clean sheets. and of course, i had a helper every step of the way ...
i stripped the bed, and made a pile of the sheets on the floor. the entire time, Rocky was rolling around and sliding with the sheets. i had to be very careful to not put him in the washer, as he almost matches the sheets.
and remember the mess he made in the bathroom with the toilet tissue? i did my best to swiffer it up, but Rocky kept grabbing at the swiffer & debris.
the placemats have been hidden from kitty view, and the glass table has been windex'd. here's proof of his involvement of killing the placemats daily ...
and the food! i have no idea what happened here ... whether my little friend wanted to see what would happen if he gave the plate a good whack, or if he and Mac were rough housing ... regardless, there were kibbles all over the floor, and water too.
and lastly, my fishy needed some attention. he really needed his tank cleaned, so off to the bathroom we went while his home got refreshed.
he's back in his tank, happy & safe! (because that room is off limits to felines)
and of course, my little companion begged for Rocket (my fishy). no way!
oh, by the way, can you see the text in the cat dish? here's a different view ... which sums up my role ;)
well, Mac is wise & outside. the rain has stopped. it is much warmer. i imagine he'll want to come back in at some point when he's hungry.