Music:why don't you and I get together, take on the world and be
My first thought when I woke up this morning (apart from "Damn! I have to go back to work today!") was that one of the cats had done something smelly in their tray. Then, when P-F-K jumped up onto the bed and tried to bury my bedspread I realised that the smell was much closer to hand. Someone had not only done something smelly in the tray, but had then proceeded to stand in it, then walk a trail of poofeet everywhere. There were poofeet on my bedspread, a perfect trail of poofeet across my pillow and down onto the sheet, while my bedside chest looked like the venue for a Poofoot Convention. Boy, did that get me out of bed in a hurry. Wonderful start to a working week. Needless to say, my bedroom door stays shut from now on.