Second, this is what the scene of my living room looks like ninety percent of the time.
It's like a landmine field of paws, tails and ears just begging to be stepped on.
Third, as of last night this is what was left of the chocolate chip banana bread that I made on Sunday. Sunday, people! It only survived until Tuesday night because I gave TC a death stare and silently growled at him to get some self control. And, for God's sake, save a siser at least one slice.
Wish me luck tomorrow!