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To #24 (Pussy Cat Perils) jthomi said...We used to have a cat who loved hunting and would bring us "gifts"...birds, moles, mice dead and alive. She thought it was fun. We lived in a rural area. The funniest was when she brought us a slug, and it was the messiest goopiest prey; she never did it again.
OK, SO IT'S NOT A SLUG! GIVE ME A BREAK!To #61 jthomi said...I always worry that if I died today everyone would see how messy the house is, as if that's more important than anything else. Then I found out that my friend has the exact same fear!
As it happens, a lot of us do. I go into a cleaning frenzy every time I fly anywhere (just in case). However, my house is ALWAYS in perfect order. And, here's the picture to prove it.
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| To be fair, the guitar isn't mine! kt2010 |
That has to be one of my fears too! Ugh
ReplyDeleteI have no fear about the house once I am dead, but I don't invite people over because it is usually a disaster. Mind you, I clean almost every day. Sometimes for hours, but what might take me 3 hours to clean the kids can destroy in about 10 minutes. They aren't just slobs, they are clumsy kool-aid spilling, plate dropping, mud tracking and potty missing little slobs.
ReplyDeletewell, I guess I feel better knowing you have the same fear. But Karen, when you do get on a plane, make sure you have CLEAN underwear on!
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