Rob, Rob, Rob. Really? Cat ass and litter box feet on your food prep surfaces?! Seriously?! Eeew! Ick. They can sit on my laptop, they can sit on my newspaper I’m trying to read, they can park they’selves on my chest while I’m trying not to get out of bed to get their food, but stay off the food prep counters. (Of course lots of little mouse traps set up all over the counter to scare the bejeezuz out of them when they were little keeps them off now.)
Rob, Rob, Rob. Really? Cat ass and litter box feet on your food prep surfaces?! Seriously?! Eeew! Ick. They can sit on my laptop, they can sit on my newspaper I’m trying to read, they can park they’selves on my chest while I’m trying not to get out of bed to get their food, but stay off the food prep counters. (Of course lots of little mouse traps set up all over the counter to scare the bejeezuz out of them when they were little keeps them off now.)