sarah just comes upstairs and asks, “did you pee on the cat? he was laying at the base of the toilet and he’s got pee on him.”
well, if i did (and it must’ve been me because i’m the only one in the house equipped to do so and supposedly potty-trained) i didn’t know it.
and somehow that makes it all the better.
so don’t pet our cats. well, you can pet one – but which one i’ll not say just to keep you on your toes.
[did i just post twice in one day?]