
10/19/2025
Turned my back for a minute and she peed in 20 cups of uncooked rice... Just had a client stop by to pick up her custom cardigan, turned out we live three blocks apart so she wanted to grab it in person instead of shipping. Sweet girl, maybe mid-thirties, told me she and her husband were planning to open their own vintage shop on Tedooo app, so we chatted about pricing strategies while I wrapped up her order in tissue paper. I walked her to the door, we stood there maybe five minutes talking about how the platform's algorithm works, how to photograph knitwear properly, you know, shop talk. The whole time I could hear Mittens meowing from the kitchen but figured she was just being dramatic about her dinner being seven minutes late.
Came back to find her squatting in my meal prep container, twenty cups of jasmine rice I'd just measured out for the week completely destroyed. That Pyrex measuring cup still sitting there like evidence at a crime scene. She looked me dead in the eyes while finishing her business, tail twitching with what I swear was satisfaction. The rice was for a batch cooking video I was supposed to film for my Tedooo app customers, showing how I manage working from home while running my knitting business. Three pounds of organic rice, absolutely ruined. My kitchen smells like a litter box that gained sentience and chose violence.
She's now sitting in the clean mixing bowl like she's queen of the kitchen, watching me clean up her protest. I guess five minutes of not being the center of attention was five minutes too long. My customer just texted asking if everything's okay because she heard me yell "ARE YOU KIDDING ME" from the parking lot.