Not only am I having to empty number two son's pooey potty at the moment, but I had some bonus cat poo to deal with this week too. I'm cat sitting this week, sort of, going round at lunchtime to feed someone's cat. For some reason I thought to check the cat flap, can the cat get in and out ok? NO, it was locked, so a cat could come in but not get out. This isn't good, this must have been this way a couple of days, but no time to investigate, got to get back to work. Next day I did investigate and found MASSES of cat poo on the bed. Just had time to clear the solids away, and have to go back and burn the duvet. I wouldn't want to sleep under it again.
Hey, if I am cat sitting for you, I hope you're having a nice holiday. Your cat did a poo on your bed.
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