"I works hard on dese dayz I tell you. I helps folds da cloze while big Brofur Miki takes da eazy job uv holdin da laundry in da basket sos it not get away from da Small One."
MikiCato said: "Laundry day de day when we finds all da sockies whut disapearedwentbybye da last laundry day. Dey usuallys is where da Rowdy done hided dem."
Buddy Bear said: "Bed makin day de day when I gets good smellin sheets an headpillarcoverthingies on MY bed. I laks dat. Da Large One shed so much uv dat long ole gray hair, it nice to not sleep on it for a changes."
Large One said: "You watch it fuzzbutt. You can be replaced by a big fluffy feather pillow that has no whiskers to tickle my nose in the middle of the night."
Note: With that last remark, the Large One took one last picture, turned and made himself unavailable for further comment.
The bed was finished, eventually, the clothes were folded and put away, and the catfur blankets were well spread on the freshly laundered linen, on the newly made bed, long before the Large One reappeared to quietly sneak between the sheets for a quiet nap.
This is one of the days when the Large One should be not seen, not heard, and certainly not available for any tasks and odd jobs that might/usually is/are laid on his poor, overworked, aged old head. Not a day to consider relaxing, and for that matter even taking pictures puts the camera wielder at risk of conscription.
Yours truly survived THIS particular day, and the day the pictures were made, but there were days ..... but that's fodder for another random housework day tail. Maybe this time next week?
As always, I feel loved.