For some reason yesterday lunchtime my cleaner decided to feed my six month old kitten a big bowlful of dried food.
I have never asked her to feed the cat. The cat was fed before I went to work. And really unfortunately she fed coolacat a big bowlful of a NEW dried food that I hadn't even begun to introduce.
So DH and I come home from work to a cat with the skitters. Litter tray was grim.
Cleaned it out before bed and got up this morning to a dirty litter tray again so I was cleaning that out at six am.
Coolacat is fastidious about only using a clean tray, so then I had the pleasure of discovering that she had weed in every corner of a large plastic storage box that I had cleaned out to use today.
I can't help thinking that this week my lovely cleaner has made my life harder rather than easier 