When Laura and I awoke to this:
Bird feathers everywhere, where is the bird?
I thought I'd finally have to blog about our cats. Our cats are awesome and before all you dog people get up in arms, we have dogs too. However, our cats are vicious merciless killers and during the summer we usually get a dead mole, half dead lizard, dead or alive bird, dead or alive mouse, you name it, in the house about once a week. We've even seen one of our cats playing with a baby snake in the kitchen and the author screamed like a 6 year old girl at the site of that 7 inch monster slithering around. Ewww.
But, through a borderline stroke of genius, the blog was to take another turn. When I finally decided to clean up the remains of the bird (Laura gracefully took out most of the carcass), I decided that this might be a project for the boys. They are now finally at the age where the hose on a vacuum cleaner is all for fun and we don't have to worry about them sucking their eyes out of socket or pulling all the air out of their lungs.
So dad just gives them the vacuum, turns on the hose and lets them have at it. Not only did they get 99% of the feathers, we found out that one or both of them may have a future in hair care.
Look mom, no gel required
So if you want to have a little fun with the guys and you have some light housework to do, just give them the hose, shut the door and wait for the gigles.