You know, it's not often Typing Slave shifts her lazy self to clean house. Something about the kids just get it dirty again as soon as she turns her back. This has literally happened on more than one occasion -- spend 30 minutes picking up the living room, walk into the kitchen to start dinner, glance into the living room 3 minutes later to see -- you guessed it. A huge mess. She rarely folds the laundry, and when she does, she has to go to great lengths to keep Loud Thing from unfolding it. Heck, it's not often she shifts herself to DO te laundry, so when she does, it's a time to celebrate and party, and not in a Kool and the Gang way.
I love the feel of a pair of clean pants straight out of the dryer, all folded up and ready to be hung in the closet. Food Slave's got more of a selection than Typing Slave because he actually LEAVES the house on a daily basis. All Typing Slave ever seems to put on are nibby t-shirts and sport shorts. Those just don't have the same feel from the cat's perspective.Big D and I try to encourage TS to be a better housekeeper by offering moral support when she....
Ok, who am I kidding? Big D and I like to get in the WAY.
We like to get our hair all over the clean clothes, and we like to get in big fights in the middle of the stacks of clean laundry. I like to run from the other side of the house and take a flying leap onto the table when the laundry's on it and skid it off onto the floor, where it can fall victim to Loud Thing's drool and food by products. Granted, I'm not doing that here, but shortly after this pic was taken, I did. Isn't it a meow to be all boring whenever the camera comes out and then do the funny stuff as soon as it runs out of batteries? Both of these are bonafide SOHC tactics for driving your humans nuts.Sincerely,
MK







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