He re-enters the bedroom and the following conversation takes place:
Him: Why'd you turn on the iRobot.
Me: *mummble*grumble* I didn't.
Him: Then why is it on?
Me: *gumble*mummble* I don't know.
Him: I wonder if the cat turned it on.
Me: *snuggles down farther under the covers* Go away.
Eventually I hear Husband corner it and turn it off.
The case against the cat is as follows:
Yesterday he started screaming at 5am. When that didn't get him his way (canned food and attention) he decided to up the anty today by turning on the vacuum.
See? Maybe he's the real evil genius of our household.
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