They may look sweet and cute, but in the past 24 hours these two have broken two bowls and three glasses. In the process of breaking one glass and one bowl, they also spilled a mixture of hot soup and ginger ale all over the floor, which meant I had to mop the living room. I woke up this morning to find a cat vomiting soapy water on my bed. Said cat (the stupid one, on the right) had evidently been drinking from a pan soaking in soapy water in the sink. She also bit my calf when I was making breakfast, suggesting the return of a habit we worked long and hard on breaking Also there was been some outside-the-litterbox pooping from both parties, which meant more mopping.
In conclusion, my cats are terrible demons who evidently have a strong, strong desire to live outside.
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