LOOK HOW WELL MY BUTT IS HEALING ✨ It’s almost as if I never..

LOOK HOW WELL MY BUTT IS HEALING ✨ It’s almost as if I never used that left peach cheek as a battering ram between me and that evil drill press 😎 Tis almost in the past! This morning I am reminiscing over last night’s horrendous cat fur and primer paint induced fiasco 🥲 So yesterday I spent aaaaaages putting some primer paint on each kitchen cupboard (doing a meticulous job if I say so 🤓 before the onslaught of trying to choose a shade of grey oh my goodness). Then, here in sunny Newcastle it started raining (yessss! 💪🏻 Finally!) so I let Cat Benatar in to dry off a little before ousting her out again about an hour later to go back across the garden to her real home. Very cute bundle of black fluff. 🖤 A few hours later I’m back in the kitchen with the lights on and the floor looks jarringly different - like practically looks marbleised. It dawns on me, Cat Benatar’s foot prints are absolutely EVERYWHERE because foolish me didn’t clean out the tray you dip the roller brush in properly (if at all - I wouldn’t know if I’d even tried to clean it prior, it’s basically empty now courtesy of her feets?!). I spent 2 hours minimum last night frantically trying to scrub this awful pink-tinged beige primer colour off every square inch off the floor last night before it dried beyond salvation and made it look like I store loose porridge and pâté all over the ground. My neck hurts. My knees hurt. These are not the reasons I would have chosen if I could have picked a culprit myself to feel the sore effects of being on all fours for so long. Luckily, she never dang well cleans herself because she is a scruffy cutie and no doubt the rain will have rinsed her (chaotic) little paws so she won’t have ingested anything… that dang cat 🥲 Nude timeline and really rubbish private banter from me at @melkimbrown 😎 I also lurve private videos soooooo at least if my jokes are rubbish, I can coerce you to make a mess to make up for it.