I just spent over an hour in the cat area not only doing the regular cat care, but also cleaning up a paper towel disaster. I have to accept the blame for the whole thing. I don't like accepting blame when I can find somebody else to pin it on, but this was due to my negligence, stupidty, inattentiveness, or just plain CRS (can't remember stuff). Earlier in the day, I'd left a whole roll of paper towels sitting on the dryer in the utility room. The cats were only doing what came naturally to them when they unfurled the towels and scattered them all over the place.
As I walked into their area, I found cats lounging on some of the paper towels, as if they'd pulled off what they needed to make snug little nests for themselves. I also found torn towels, shredded towels, and towels that were begging to be rescued from the clutches of those furry paws. There on the utility room floor lay the empty paper towel roll. The left no towel untouched. At least the cats seemed to have had fun doing their dastardly deeds.
Picking up paper towels wouldn't have been such a big deal had the towels not found their way into water bowls and litter boxes. I could swear my furry ones were snickering as some of them sat and watched me clean up the mess. They do the very same thing when I scoop out their boxes. Then one by one they jump into the refreshed litter and leave me all sort of presents. I think they truly like making more work for me.
I'm not upset with the cats. Actually, I laughed at their antics. After all, it's just a roll of paper towels and I have more, but those are in a very safe place.