Blue Eyed Beauty

I think I jinxed myself with my last post because yesterday, Georgie managed to take the coffemate to the next level. He very quickly and quietly got a brand new bottle out of the fridge, took it into the living room, and spilled a giant puddle of it in the middle of the carpeting. Now I am not a big fan of carpeting in the first place, but the carpet and padding soaked up a TON of that sticky white goo. I spent the next hour going over and over the spot with the carpet cleaner when a few towels would have picked it right up off of a tile or wood floor.

Why does anyone put carpeting in at all anymore? Particularly if they are going to rent out the home? It looks like hell, picks up everything off of shoes and is impossible to keep clean. We've already cleaned the carpet TWICE in four months and that's with a no shoes and no food rule.

As for George, he is now fenced off from the kitchen. Between his refrigerator exploits and trying to kill himself on the table and chairs, there was no other option.