I have a few funny stories I like to tell about John. But the latest Remy family laughable is on me, not him.
This morning Tobycat decided to give herself a bath on the kitchen table. Kind of odd, actually, because she’s usually a reclusive kitty–opting for high out-of-the-way places or under beds for her incessant grooming.
We were all trying to get out of the door this morning when John pointed out her odd behavior. Then he also realized that this was no ordinary grooming–this was a very thorough licking of her nether regions. And it was accompanied by John’s observation that she she still had a bit of her morning poo stuck in her fur.
Of course, me–being the Mom that I am–I grabbed a paper napkin, cleaned off her fur and solved the problem in a matter of seconds as John was still standing there giggling. When I shot him a nasty look he replied:
“Do you realize that of all the places in the house where she could have gone to “clean up”…she chose your placemat?”
Of course I then reminded him of all the times she’s done the same thing on his pillow.