Cat Mad Crochet

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I have made a horrible mistake. I meant to help by telling you about the ghost toilets. I didn’t know they weren’t real. Perhaps you didn’t know. Perhaps, with my little blog, I could help someone save their house from water damage by letting them know about the lie that is ghost toilets. I need to tell you how wrong I was. The ghosts have come for me, and they are livid.

Just days after I posted, Dave came downstairs from the bathroom to get tools. Tools forebode bad things, especially when he is headed for the bathroom. He told me his sink was draining slowly, as was mine. He was going to fix them. This simple fix led to horrors.

Everything living under the sinks ended up in boxes. The bathroom was rendered useless for most of the day. At one point, plunging my sink made his sink back-up with water. I do not being to know what this means, but it’s not good. Very much not good. Hours later, Dave fixed it and all is well again. We didn’t even need to call a plumber. If it was just me, we would have needed a team of plumbers.

All of the commotion from the bathroom upset poor Gigi the cat who is a month from being 19, blind, diabetic, and easily frightened. I put her up on the bed with me for protection while I went about writing. I thought I was being a kind and caring pet owner, but in reality this was another prong of the ghost attack. You see, Gigi had an unclean bum. I now believe she was frightened prematurely from her litter box and driven down the hallway by ghosts intent on mischief.

Fortunately, I found the issue right away and got her taken care of, but that left me with the issue of the bed. The mess was only on the edge of the flat sheet, but I stripped the whole bed and washed every sheet, pillowcase, and blanket on the bed for spiritual reasons.

By the end of the day, the house was cleaned up again, the bed was sparkling, and the bathroom was fully functional. But I got the message loud and clear.

Ixnay on the ostsghay.

Be careful out there, folks.