Last night I told myself I was going to start my day off today with a sketchbook and a cup of coffee. No computer, no distractions, just sketching some ideas out in peace and quiet.
I should know better than to make plans.
I've spend the last hour scrubbing every known surface in the kitchen because our male cat, Andre, decided to go on a spraying spree. He even left a puddle on the floor, which Maddy joyfully crawled over to and started sliding her hand around in.
I am sooooooo angry and grossed out right now. I couldn't get Maddy to the sink fast enough. I'm sure she wondered what all the fuss was about. I've got a headache from the smell of ammonia, and I'm going around the whole kitchen sniff testing everything to make sure I got it all.
So much for my peaceful morning.
I am never, EVER having more than 2 cats at one time ever again.