bless them

I got up this morning to find that an unidentified cat (although Esk is no.1 suspect) had crapped in the bathroom, and another unidentified cat (yes, Esk again, I reckon), had thrown up on the landing.

Pete has a far stronger stomach than I, and usually cleans up these leavings, thankfully. I remarked to him that we only needed to find a small furry corpse for the full set; he pointed out that a large furry corpse would do just as well.

half an hour later, I found it. By treading on it (euwwwwww). Cats … what are they *for*?

Tags: yuk