Sweet Madam Karma, she’s alive and well

A few years ago I needed a pet sitter for three days and nights. A friend recommended a lady to me. I met the lady and we talked about all sorts of things. The lady spoke in detail about her obsession for neat and tidy surroundings and since I am somewhat of a neat freak this sounded great to me. She was hired.

The plan was, she was to come to the house two and if possible three times a day and stay for a couple of hours. During the time she was here, she was to feed and walk Murphy while at the same time giving Fred the Cat his food and letting him out of his room and onto the patio to run around. Fred the Cat had his litter box and water bowl in his room at all times. That was the plan but the outcome was different.

The morning we returned home we drove into our driveway and clicked the remote to open the garage door. As the door rose the first thing we saw was our vacuum cleaner sitting in the middle of the garage floor with its cord all tangled up. The vacuum should have been in our spare bedroom. This was my first hint that something just wasn’t right.

Tune in tomorrow and find out what was wrong and how Sweet Madam Karma performed her magic.