Move along. Move along. Nothing to see here, folks. That means you, little black kitty cat. Move!

Arya has been in such big trouble this week, causing her human mom (Beth) to yell and yell and her human dad (Michael) to cover his ears and then frantically rearrange the house to give Arya fewer things to mess with, thereby causing less yelling from Beth.

And Axelle, I don’t want to hear about “Mr. Sprayer” anymore. We have “Ms. Squirter,” and she does nothing to deter Arya from scratch scratch scratching on the locked bedroom door because as soon as Arya (with her super sharp kitten ears) hears mom get out of bed, she dashes under the living room sofa and hides to avoid squirtation. Mom opens the door, and no one’s there. Once mom chased Arya around the living room at 3am just so she could squirt her little black butt (I just realized how bizarre that could sound out of context), but then Mom felt really, really bad about doing something so confusing to a furry little brain-damaged beast.

Soots, on the other hand, who is never in these pictures because he knows better than to tangle with Beth’s stuff, is now officially Mom’s favorite, even though he bites her chin every morning to wake her up.

It was a slow plastic week, so I thought I’d just fill space with kitty news. Okay, here’s the tally:

Plastic items used this week but purchased before the plastic project began:

• 1 plastic spice container & lid. Reused for a while, but now it’s just gross and needs to be retired to plastic purgatory.
• 1 Method hand soap container & pump. We were reusing this one for a while, too. (Haven’t used liquid soap in nearly a year since switching to bar soap.) But that’s another one of the problems with plastic: it can’t really be cleaned properly. Plastic attracts oil. Have you ever noticed how hard it is to clean grease off of it? So this container is now ready for retirement as well. Ah glass. Just love how squeaky clean it can be. Plastic will never squeak. Remember that.

And the new plastic waste:

• 1 outer wrapper from a case of Instinct canned cat food.
• Piece of plastic from ends of a bunch of fair trade organic bananas.
• 1 bandaid. See? This is boring, huh?
• 5 Refresh Endura single use eye drop containers. My eyes were doing so well (considering the chronic cornea problem I’ve got) but this week, they really flared up. I’m guessing they are aggravated by the smoke that’s invaded the Bay Area from forest fires ^[1] burning around us in Northern and Central California. We’re all dry and sooty in these parts. Wanna come visit? Bring some rain!

I’ll have a funny Styrofoam story for you tomorrow.