Your bathroom is so CLEAN.

We keep the lid down. Ew.

WOW. SO SPARKLY!!!

tell Bob he is lucky he doesn't have to deal with a bidet - it is evil as well.

LOL

Thanks... I really needed the laugh you just gave me....

go Bob go!

Wow, what a bright and shiny and clean bathroom!!!

Bob looks just like my DS1's cat Goldberg. You're bathroom is too clean.

My bathroom is the size of a teeny tiny closet... seriously. It's easy to clean three square feet of space LOL.

Plus, I have a tendency to re-grout stuff when I can't sleep.

your bathroom is mysteriously devoid of dog hair.

i thought all bathrooms were growing tiny new dogs behind the fixtures...

My mom tried to toilet train her cat...the poor kitty started going to the bathroom EVERYWHERE, except in the toilet.

I had a friend who tried to toilet-train her cat. She went through all the steps - putting the litterbox next to the toilet, then on top of the toilet, then covering the bowl in plastic wrap with litter on top, finally getting rid of the litter entirely, leaving just the toilet, where the cat was now expecting his litter to be. My friend came home and entered the bathroom to find the cat standing on the toilet seat, pooping, with a distinctly proud expression on his face. Unfortunately, he was facing the back of the toilet, so that his hind quarters were in front of the toilet, and he was pooping on the floor. So close...

We had a cat when I was 5 that was toilet trained...only, we didn't know it. I kept getting blamed for not flushing...

Awwww, Bob is so CUTE!

"Plus, I have a tendency to re-grout stuff when I can't sleep."

I need you to visit my bathroom. Please?

Poor Bob. That's how I would feel if, after an evening of too much wine, I missed the toilet seat when sitting down. Not that that's ever happened...I'm just sayin'.

you have an eerily clean bathroom...come to my house RIGHT NOW!!

Ya know? I'm sorry I suggested you should visit just so I could have you re-grout my bathroom.

What I meant, was, if you would come to Boston, I would show you a wonderful city, and several lovely yarn shops AND buy you a lobster dinner...

then you could regrout the bathroom. Heh.

is your bathroom always that clean? or did you clean prior to the photo shoot.

My first thought was about the cleanness of that bathroom too. I thought you were too busy to do housework?

I used to have a cat who was very skilled at drinking out of the toilet. It took us a while to work out why there were little pawprints on the seat.

Seriously, it's not as clean as it looks. It's also a TINY room. Hard to get such a tiny room very dirty.

See Bob? See how he takes up 3/4 the floor space? That's literally the whole bathroom floor... the length of a Bob and a half. Not big. Small. Very small. Too small for real serious messiness.

OMG, so cute. Snapper loves to drink from the toilet. It really grosses me out. He gets in *up to his 'knees'* and drinks. Then gets out, flailing each paw to shake off the excess water. I have to keep the lids closed, lest he drink it all.

He's gross. GROSS.

Have y'all seen this?

http://catsinsinks.com/

Wow or the cleanliness though! I don't care how small it is! Approximately 5 seconds after I've mopped and cleaned the bathroom there is a pile of grey cat fur on the floor and water on the counter.

Seriously.

Hi somehow your cat looks like my CharliMane! wow email me and i'll email you back his photo.. ! :-) karola

I agree. Small or not, that is sparkling! There are several spaces in my home that would disprove the "too small for real serious messiness" theory. LMAO @ kathleen's potty training story.

Maybe you Photoshopped your cat into a clean bathroom photo?! Just wanted to stop by and say I love reading your blog...

Just happened upon your blog and wanted to say how great it is. I believe you have the subtext right between cat and toilet.

Ha ha ha! I'm so glad to read someone else who's cat was toilet-trained and they didn't know it! (hi Terri!)

Growing up my cat would always go in my bathroom and I always got mad at my brother for not flushing. Of course if the lid was down and the shower door open, she would just do her thing on the shower drain. Couldn't really blame the bro for that.

Of all your cats, somehow I knew it would be Bob who fell in the toilet.

I'm rooting for Bob-Go Bob go!!! Evil toilets...... even though it DOES look you've been entertaining Mr. Clean!

Our cat has stopped drinking out of the toot after I blogged it. Interesting. Didn't know cats read blogs...As for evil cat breath, well I've taken to blowing it back at them, so they yawn more, etc etc.

I'm with Mary in Boston - I only live 70 miles from there, so I'll join you two, we'll feed you well,etc, you'll regrout her bathroom then we'll just take a wee (no pun intended) little trip to my house...... ok?

p.s. I have wine and you'll get to meet Perry the Bi-Polar Princess of all Orange Cats.

Excuse me? Laurie? You are sounding embarrassed by having a CLEAN BATHROOM! Stand up PROUD, Sister!

Either knitting or kitties..I always smile when I come to your site. :)

LOL! Oh my stomach hurts now! That was too funny! :D

Thanks for the good laugh after work.

Why are these people so amazed at how clean your bathroom is? Of course it is clean. You don't have a man living there.

The first thing my son pointed out to his girlfriend when they visited me was the label under the toilet seat that says "Put the seat down or you will die." And I mean it.

Just discovered your blog. Hilarious! I fell in love with crocheting the same way you fell in love with knitting... though my love affair just started in August. I stole your button and plan to read you daily -- so keep up the pics and posts! :-)

I have to keep the lid down now because Lumpy LOVES the toilet, and when I burst into the bathroom yelling "TABOO TABOO!", she really doesn't know what I'm talking about.

Quote: tell Bob he is lucky he doesn't have to deal with a bidet - it is evil as well.

When I first read this, I thought it said, "Evil as hell" and I thought, hmm, water pressure too high, or what???

My best friend, Penny, had a cat that was too, umm, ok, lets just say it, stoopid to be able to do the normal graceful cat thing and just jump up on the toilet seat. No, she had to have the WHOLE LID. Hehehe. Her family was all trained, but we are New Hampshire about our toilets here, Live Free or Die, baby! We'd be in the middle of dinner, and here this bizarre splash sound and she'd look at Terry over her glasses and say, "Did you forget to close the toilet lid???" It got so he'd jump up part way through dinner and run out of the dining room, and we'd know where he was going-- to avoid the splash.

I'm just waiting til your blog makes me pee my pants. The bus on fire day nearly did it...

snap clean bathroom