Tiny Johnson here.
Did you know it is verreh manly to hide your snooter under the quilt and make love eyes?
Some of you have asked us how our house and Catio stay so clean, and the answer is simple:
Daddy is a lean, mean, cleaning machine!
Here's his routine--every day he scoops our boxes, runs a dust mop over the floors, and vacuums up the litter that we so assiduously scatter. About every fourth day he does a wet mop. Since Daddy is a big guy he has BIG tools; his dust mop is 30 inches long! Or wide. Whatever.
The Catio gets industrial-style cleaning too; Daddy uses a leaf blower on our trees and shelves and ramps to get rid of the dust and fur, then the Evil Dyson sucks up all the debris.
Another one of Daddy's chores is to empty the dishwasher, which he hates, but Mommy hates it more--and Holy Cod, she's such a whiner he does it just for the peace and quiet.
We got a new dishwasher recently. The old one was making really terrible noise. Imagine a banshee crossed with a sperm whale; now imagine somebody strangling the Spermshee--that's exactly the noise the pump made.
Guess who purchased and installed the new one?
We had fun watching him squirm around under the sink.
(not pictured, darn it)
Bloods were shed!
HBO language was used.
I helped by being manly.
XX Johnny XX