Piles of sick

Papa and Mama came home a bit later than usual. Mama caressed me affectionately as I opened my arms and legs while Papa walked into the kitchen just about to prepare some meals. Suddenly, he cried to Mama that N had left a note.

"Hi Mrs. XXXX,

Just to let you know, one of the cats had brought up sick (or something) and there were piles around the house.

Ground floor

• As you walk in front door by radiator
• Computer room on chair + on floor

First floor

• By radiator near cats water bowl

Second floor

• By tall mirror in bedroom

I’ve cleaned it as best I could but you might want to try some stain remover too. (PTO)

I cleaned it up with toilet paper + flushed it down the toilet – your first floor toilet doesn’t appear to be flushing properly though.

Hope this is all ok + I hope you are still happy with my cleaning – please let me know if there are any problems.

Enjoy weekend! See you next week.

N... X"

Papa and Mama convicted me of mess construction. “Guilty,” they declared. Hey, but there’s no greater agony than holding back a sick.

Misty the Innocent