Ron's been hanging out with me because he's
waiting for some jobs to be done.

Suddenly he said, you cleaned the toilet the
other day. Uh, what a really weird thing to
say. I should have figured out there was an
'and' coming.

Like, alert the media. nancy cleaned the
toilet.

Okay, I had picked up the lid and the seat
(like how else can you clean the toilet?) and
when I was done, I put the lid down and
flushed. I left the brush in there. Walked away
and forgot all about it.

Ron comes home, goes to the bathroom and
sits down. (laughing) He feels something hard
between his legs (no, not that) and the brush
swung up and hit his butt.

He said, I thought there is
something or someone in the toilet. Moxie?

nancy (moxie is my cat)

Thanks for a great laugh!!

C

How funny!

It doesn't matter how much fresh water the cats get, Tuner and James
want toilet water. I once had a cat who drank the murky watercolor
water I kept in a glass to clean my brushes. James likes to dip a paw
into my watering can, lick it, and keep on dipping.

One friend who has sort of an urgency problem came by for dinner. I
heard him yelling from the bathroom. It's hard to share the toilet
with so many. Another time, the in-laws were staying with us at this
apartment that was sort of lacking. The bathroom was off the kitchen,
and there was no tub. Just a shower head on the ceiling, so you'd
shower in the whole tiny room . Dearly departed father-in-law was
heard to swear from the bathroom. I guess the seat was still wet from
our showers.