tuesday morning bummer

As you may know, given our studio's lack of doors and our cat's penchant for late night festivities, Creature sleeps in the bathroom. Normally this is fine. Not so much this morning. Something happened to poor Creature Cat in the night, and when I stumbled into the bathroom there was poop EVERYWHERE. No, really. All over the floor, all over her, in the sink, on the toilet lid... everywhere. It was a poop explosion. And it gets better. Because while Ross was cleaning it all up, Creature was too scared to go back in to the bathroom, and so she pooped (again) on the carpet under my desk. Poor Kitty. Poor Spouse. Poor floor.