So, remember we told y'all about how Mom got that abominable machine
that cleaned up our yaks? Wellllllll do I have a story for you about that.
That stupid thing has removed a lot of our careful work, which just wasn't fair.
Not saying WHO, or if we got together and planned this, but some kitteh left a nice bit
right in front of the mirror, behind the metal guy. Right next to all that scrolly wood.
Very hard to clean up too. That mirror is very heavy and it's kind of a hidden spot - it really was an excellent choice, because it's not a place Mom looks at very often.
Such an artistic effort, it almost brought a tear to my eye.