--For some reason when you grab a mop all the pets retreat to a neutral corner. I always wondered why? I mean it's not like I was asking them to push the dang fool thing.
--Even though it would be nice because usually their the reason I’ve got to drag the dang fool thing out. I’m sure the little fool's would get distracted and make a even bigger mess. So I’m more than happy when they run it means one less thing I have to navigate around. And in the kitchen I’ve already got more than enough to deal with.
--What with chair's that seem to collect pet hair, and nooks and crannies that fill up with everything else under the moon. And no matter how many times you swing that dang fool mop through you always end on you hands and knees getting the little bugger’s. Which would be ok I guess if you didn't have to use a hair infested chair to lean on to get up only to have it slide across the recently mopped floor.
--Needless to say mopping is not one of my favorite thing's to do. But in a house filled with whack a doodle pet’s, children and what not it's a fact of life. Unless you don't hairball's the size of tumble weeds roiling across the floor. Which for some godforsaken reason I seem to have a problem with.
--But I guess it could be worse, at lest when you done it does look and smell better. And in the process you get a good old workout. And if your lucky as you tiptoe out it stay's that way for a few minutes before it's gets messy again. Which usually takes as long as the dang fool floor takes to dry. Because pets aren’t stupid they know what happens when you try to walk on wet floor’s. God knows they've seen me fall enough to have a pretty good idea....
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