Guest guest Posted December 15, 2001 Report Share Posted December 15, 2001 The other night I was making bath salts. I looked like a madd scientist...sitting on the kitchen floor with all my ingredients scattered about me. (I have very little counter space.) I wasn't pleased with the color I was getting. Kept trying...still ucky. So I retired the effort and conceded that I could simply add a little of the ugly salt to other good ones, just not too much or the ugly salt may diminish the beauty of the pretty ones. So, I was tired and I went to bed thinking...maybe I will try to " fix " them in the morning. I woke up and went to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. Through my sleepy eyes I saw that something had gotten into my salts. All I could do was laugh...it seems that my ugly salts are the same color as kitty litter (told you they were ugly!!) DC (Dear Cat) had come into the kitchen in the middle of the night. I can only imagine her thought... " I have the best mommy ever...she put litter pans out for me everywhere! I must be the best kitty in the world...I have my choice of all these litter pans! " I checked the salts, can't find any evidence of her " using " the salts, but I still don't think I will be label to sell them. I just had to share this story about the most spoiled cat in the world! Christi in Dallas Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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