So, earlier this week I took the rug that was in the foster room, and I dragged it out to the garbage. And I replaced it with interlocking heavy-duty foam flooring. Because while it’s nice to have a rug in that room, it’s also really difficult to clean – also, not particularly easy to see little droplets of poop – and I got to the point where I would look at that rug and even though it had just been vacuumed and appeared to be clean, I felt like I could just SEE it crawling with germs.
The foam tiles can be vacuumed and cleaned, and won’t absorb the fluid you clean it with.
I’m a little concerned that the kittens’ claws will do some damage to them, but so far that hasn’t happened. So far, so good!
My only gripe is that the green is a bit brighter than I expected. I wanted the blue, but the blue was backordered, so I opted for the green instead.
The kittens don’t seem to mind.
Bobby believes in clean toes.
::thlurrrp::
::chomp::
Rhyme does not appreciate this cold weather nonsense.
Reacher prefers to stay warm inside with Tommy.
Newt in the sun. “Whatchoo want, lady? Let Newtie sleep. Newtie was out all night huntin’ mice. Newtles needs his snoozin’ time. You go away now.”
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Previously
2009: I’m pretty sure Mike has springs inside his legs. That boy can BOUNCE.
2008: No entry.
2007: An afternoon in the life of Sugarbutt.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.