I am constantly walking on furry toys and bottle tops. I usually remember to wear slippers around the house, but even then, I can find something in my slipper every now and then. I find toys in the bed when I awake in the morning and find toys under every piece of furniture in the house. Last night I did some laundry and when I was transferring from the washer to the dryer I found a catnip mouse had been washed with my clothes. It evidently was tucked into the hamper by one of the little furry monster cats.

There is nothing sacred in my house. They move and remove every movable object. Everything. No wonder half my earings don't have mates.

Maybe I should confine them to a tiny room. Sure! That would work! NOT!