We got in trouble. BIG trouble. Yesterday, before Mandy left for work, she was putting on her shoes and she noticed a puddle next to the poinsettia. She cleaned up the puddle, only to discover that it was yellow, and it was coming from the plant. She said we could have at least had enough courtesy piddle in the dirt, rather than the wrapping around the pot. But that even worse, we had a litter box. “Good cats use the box, not the plants”—that’s what she said. We were in trouble, and rightfully so, but we are not claiming responsibility for that mess. Maybe someone else did it. She cannot prove it was one of us.
Well, Mandy said we could play outside this morning, so I am going to go out while I have the chance.
Elway
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Elway, are you trying to accuse my little brother of forgetting hos to use the bathroom? If you want, I could probably share some stories and blackmail :)
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