Puddle: “You have filth under the shelf. I found it!”
Me: “I haven’t cleaned there yet, and for six years, there was a desk in front of it.”
Puddle: “I played in it.”
Me: “Oh… ew.”
Me: *brushes off the worst, hops on spin bike for an hour, then tosses sweatpants on bed before a shower*
Later…
Puddle: “I have a stuck.”
Me: “Just a sec. I have a camera. Oh… gods. You went under the shelf again first, didn’t you?”
Puddle: *tries to look forlorn to attract scritches*
Me: *takes pictures, scritches puddle a whole lot, extracts puddle from doom*
It’s been a good day.
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