I have come to a realization. Ever since this lovely tortie cat entered our lives, our home has actually been tidier than ever before. Marcus is obsessive about cleaning out her litter box (which I appreciate) and about combing the floor for "croutons" as he calls them, tidbits of food or toys that might choke or hurt her. I'm constantly checking her food and water and going behind her with the dust-buster. We're working on picking up toys with Dean, who has gotten SO GOOD about cleaning up what he's playing with before moving on to another activity. He's really into puzzles these days and is very careful to make sure all the pieces go back into the box when he's done.
What I'm saying is I think we've turned a corner of cleanliness and I could not be happier. The clutter upsets me. I do what I can on my own, but I can't keep the whole house neat alone. My guys are finally pulling their weight.
So thank you, Chutney the kitty cat. You're already making our home a better place to live.
Whatever, lady. Tell me I'm pretty again.