In our family, Cartman gets blamed for everything disgusting that happens. His habits of grossness are well-documented and cringe inducing. One of his favorites is eating cat poop.
We keep the litter box in our bathroom (so that guests don't have to deal with it) so Cartman usually enjoys his poopy treat on the towel that we use as a bathmat outside of our shower. On any given morning, there are usually a few bits of cat litter (and sometimes poop nuggets) left on our towel after Cartman has feasted. It a very nice feeling, stepping on cat litter first thing in the morning.
Well a few days ago, we found cat litter on the area rug in our living room. Usually, Cartman doesn't take his food "to go" - he just eats it in the bathroom, but since his disgustingness knows no bounds, I figured this was just the next step in his evolution.
Last night when I got home, I put Cartman up and let Molly inside. I started doing a few things in the kitchen, including putting leftover pizza in the fridge. When I opened the fridge, Molly came running (she always thinks I'm getting her something). This is what she looked like:
Notice the poop, cat litter and snot on her nose. As she came running into the kitchen, she also dropped a bunch of cat litter (from her chin) onto the floor.
Poor Cartman, I blamed him the whole time for the cat litter on the area rug - when obviously it was Molly. I should have known! Molly always brings any food treats that we give her to the living room and eats them on the area rug. I just didn't know that she was also eating cat poop - icky Molly!
