the kitten chronicles - part 93

Yesterday the boys demonstrated yet another useful skill they aided the Big Cat in the clean up after a big Thanksgiving celebration. During the fete much in the way of cheese, crackers, olives, lettuce, turkey and pie crust was liberally tossed on the floor. Opa! This normally would involve the Big Cat crawling round on his hands and knees carefully picking up the debris. But the fur-faces came to the rescue. Doggedly (or actually cattedly) they combed every square inch of the floor and consumed every speck of leftover food. Yabi was no match for the lads. He might cunningly hide a small piece of cracker under a sofa cushion but Rooney would sniff it out and eat in (neatly, too - no crumbs for these boys). They even ate the stray olive pits although I fear this may not be the best for their tiny intestines. Anyway, all the tired old Big Cat had left to do was move the furniture back in place and Presto! Casa Big Cat is back in business. Oh, the power of teamwork! The floors are so clean I may have to cancel Gorette.
Imagine being put out of work by cats! Eek xxx dad