So I decided to make beef stew for dinner. While the meat was cooking, I dug out some potatoes and an open bag of baby carrots, and set them on the counter, while I did other things for a bit. When I returned, the bag of carrots was on the floor, and some of the carrots were being batted around the kitchen. After retrieving them and washing them, I went in the other room and told my husband what had happened.
He burst out laughing and said, “Life with kitties!”
As he continued to laugh, I pointed out to him that kitties like little screws, too – like the ones behind him on the toy box, which he turned towards just in time to see them scatter on the floor.
My evil little self burst out laughing and said, “Life with kitties!”