Poseidon and I have some stimulating conversations in the morning, usually spawned by out-there questions he asks (I think I will start a weekly blog series titled "Things Poseidon Says"). Anyway, most of our more interesting convos take take place in the bathroom each morning as we get ready for work. Today was no exception.
Poseidon: "I've been leaving the shower door open every morning, and I've noticed less mildew."
Me: "I've been squirting the shower down at least once a week with Scrubbing Bubbles, so maybe that is the reason our mildew problem has vanished?"
Poseidon: Blah, blah, blah, some nonsense, reiterating the leaving-the-shower-door-open thing, blah, blah, blah.
We both then turn our attention to Kwinn, licking the shower (as he does every morning). Spotless.
Me: "Or, it has nothing to do with either one of us, and everything to do with that cat licking the shower clean."
Our mutual silence moved us both to drop our ends of the rope. We have a cat to thank for that clean shower (and a vet who may very well bury our bodies in our own backyard should she discover this).
--Amphitrite
