Kitties!
Johnny here, with some disturbing news.
::paw slap::
A long time ago, Eric & Flynn asked us how we (Daddy, really) kept the Catio so clean. To answer this, I'm gonna reveal one of Daddy's secrets: he's a vacuum freak!
Sad but true.
In fact, for his birthday he got a new Dyson, as if the three we had already weren't enough! You read that right, he already had THREE Dysons; a regular upright, a Ball (Mommy's), and a canister vac (also Mommy's). Wait a minute...Mommy has TWO Dysons and Daddy only has one...we need to rethink this. Maybe Mommy is the vacuum freak. Anyway.
Sick, sick, sick.
Since the Catio gets a lot of leaf debris, dirt, and cat litter on it Daddy likes to have a separate vacuum to use out there, two or three times a week.
We get our revenge by peeing on it, and for some reason this angers Daddy.
So he did this:
Can you believe it!?!
He hung it up!!!!
How are we supposed to kill it? There's no way we can whiz on it now unless we leap and pee at the same time, and frankly, none of us are up for that. I'm not letting any Cat stand on my back, either, I have enough issues keeping my tail clean as it is.
And the vacuum you see there? That WAS Mommy's Ball vacuum, it's now at our pal Rio's house, terrorizing him! The old upright is hanging up now, and Daddy's horrible birthday present is lurking in the hall closet.
So let's see; now Daddy has TWO vacuums and Mommy just has one. Either way, it's three too many in my opinion.
Dyson = Evil
Happy Saturday!
XX Johnny XX