I appreciate all the chores Farmer H does around the Mansion. He takes care of a lot. I also have chores. They mostly relate to cleaning up after taking care of Farmer H. I don't get to ride around on a cute little machine while doing chores outside. I am inside, on my own two feet, in stinky bathrooms. Or in the kitchen that refuses to buy food, cook it, and clean up after itself.
Wednesday, we were taking a trip to the casino. The Pony was coming out to meet us for the drive down there. I figured I'd clean up a bit in the boys' bathroom that I use most of the time. Tuesday night, Farmer H went to bed around 7:30. I know it was still daylight, and the sun had not yet set over the front yard/field. I gathered some paper towels, a bag for trash, some spray cleaner, and went into the boys' bathroom to tidy up. It smelled fresh and clean. I was pleased with myself. The sink sparkled, and the floor had been wiped within an inch of its life.
Wednesday morning, I was showering in the master bathroom when The Pony arrived around 8:45. Farmer H had been outside mowing when I got in the shower. I heard them both talking when I came into the living room. We left for the casino.
When we returned home after 5:00, The Pony left. Farmer H went to visit The Veteran. And I went to town for scratchers. Upon my arrival back home after town, I went into the boys' bathroom. WHAT A SIGHT! There was dried grass all over the floor. I can only assume that Farmer H had used that bathroom when he came into the Mansion after mowing, before leaving for the casino.
You'd think somebody would notice that they left grass all over the floor. And maybe CLEAN IT UP. What's it going to do, take root and grow a green carpet in there? Will it disappear? Farmer H may only have one eye, but he's not blind. Just hard-headed. I suppose he thought I should clean that floor.
I do not concur...
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