Last weekend I was talking to mom on the phone. She said that Dad intended to paint the kitchen this week. I said "mmhmm. And he is going to put the paint up high, right?? Otherwise there will be little green paw prints alllllllllllllll over the floor!" Mom assured me that yes, the cats were going to be out in the garage while the painting commenced.
I just got an email. 1 paw got in the paint. (Dad emailed Mom.) Mom said "Oooh, her mommy will be maaaaaaaaad!" Dad said, "Not as mad as I was!"
So then he had to wash her little foot.
I told them so.