Cat spotted
My older daughters got a ceramic cat to paint for Christmas. The execution of this craft had to be carefully timed as our youngest daughter has a nack for obstructing almost any task. So while our 20 month old napped, the other two started painting. The cat came with gray, orange, white, and black paint to match any feline motif desired. It also came with red and green, perhaps for Martian cats. Because the target media was ceramic, the paints in question were permanent. This was clearly labeled on the package and my wife dutifully expressed what this meant to our children: Take of your shirts and don’t get paint anything but the cat.
While my kindergartener can do second grade math, she apparently left no room in her brain for common sense. After only a few short moments there was paint on some inapropriate surfaces, including kitchen chairs and our off-white family room carpet. There was also a tennis ball sized green circle on our cat. Not the ceramic Christmas gift, but rather one of the family’s live, previously tan, domestic shorthairs.