myself at the mall. I need to do some cleaning in the house. I suppose I'm a
little grumpy about that. Pumpkin is wormy (gave her medicine for that
yesterday) and made a dribbly poopy mess by her litter box. So Steve did a
wipe over, cleaning some of it, but left the poop outlines that had already
started to dry. Why someone would half-clean something, I don't know.
Especially when I was on the floor that morning, when I should have been
getting ready for work, scrubbing kitty vomit out of the carpet.
I gotta do the mail now.
