Zeno's Bar & Grill
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
No Really, the Cat Peed on My Choir Bag
For three days, I couldn’t figure out why my car reeked. In fact, I was seriously starting to wonder if someone had stuffed some fish tacos under my seat (read our first book and you’ll get it). I tried everything from cleaning all the kids’ car seat covers (the world’s most miserable chore) to sniffing the rugs. Turns out it was my daughter’s choir bag. Gracie, our Russian Blue, was the culprit. Go figure.
--Melanie
