Milk

I came inside to get the camera to take pictures of our garden so far to find Bear immediately saying “I going to clean it up.” My first thought is clean what up. I walk around the end of the island where he more or less leads me to and he repeats, “I going to clean it up, I thirsty.” There is milk all over the floor. Which unfortunately was partly my own fault; I left the milk on a shelf in the fridge where he could easily get it. Except for the fact that the milk was a new gallon and he is not quite strong enough to lift it. So there you have milk all over the floor. I really did not want to mop today but I guess I will have to after all, or at least a little part of the floor.