Two days, two gallons later, I am done with painting! Wish I could say the same about our bathroom. I can say that Duncan, the cat, did not fall through the cracks... or should I say get stuck in between floors. He tried.
He also tried to attack my paint brush. He was constantly hanging out by my paint bucket. He bit me a few times I walked by. He loves give 'love bites'. Love? To him. To me, it's a bite.
Paws near my head. He did smack me with them a few times (no claws were used).
Watched me as I was painting the window sill. He took a moment to look at the dogs.
I've never seen him lick.
He heard a noise! (Have no idea, but he didn't leave).