Oh, the carnage

Now that she’s on the move, you can track Kathleen’s path through the house by following the swath of destruction she leaves in her wake. First, you see the coffee table, empty but for the crumpled papers and remotes scattered around it on the floor. Next, you spy the water bowl in the kitchen, puddles of water surrounding it and wet hand prints decorating the wall behind it. Then you notice the cat food scattered all over the floor because someone (me) forgot to put the bowl on the washer out of little hands’ reach. This is followed by the overturned booster seat and soggy-cornered instruction manual and papers that came with the highchair. These are intermixed with cans of dog food and clean pet bowls scattered in front of the bakers rack. Here, Tornado Kathleen is lifted from the ground for refueling. The rest of the kitchen is spared . . . for now.