4 days to go

So the girl and the runt have this (hmph *snort*) cute habit of getting in Mom's bathtub when it is dry and rolling around. They sometimes give themselves baths in there, too.

I know, dorkarama, right?

So Mom was trying to get a picture of it for Aunt Vanessa and could only get the girl to play in the tub.

And then as she was leaving to go to work (whatever) she noticed the war corner. Where a fierce battle for life and death has been waged: the cats versus the scratchy thing. Days ago we managed to get the scratchy thing out of its protective box and now we are bent on its total annihilation. We are doing a pretty good job of it too.
Mom left, muttering something about teaching us to use the vacuum.

What's a vacuum?