Really Mom?

Kitties, I was asking mom what on earth she meant by saying *I* spilled water on the wood kitchen floor while she was away on midnights!  How dare she.  I had a small pawty, granted, and there was perhaps a bit of a pawty atmosphere going on, yes.  But to say *I* did the spilling was not very nice of her.

She said my small carefully chosen group of furriends were a gathering of thugs!  THUGS!  Just because there was a still to this day, visible swelling of wood from the 17 hours  of standing water before mom got home from her shift and overtime--- and so on, and just because there were some kibble crumbs here and there and just because we used the treadmill in the human litter box area does not excuse calling us thugs!

I was busy being the hostess.  I can't watch everyone all the time.  She grumbled because she had to clean up she said, before she could go to bed!  Sheesh!