If you drop it, pick it up.
If you sleep in it, make it.
If you empty it, fill it up.
If it rings, answer it.
If it barks, feed it.
If you make a mess, clean it up.
If you open it, close it.
For the love of all things holy, close it!
This is what happens when 'Not Me' leaves the door to the linen cupboard open:
Trying to clean it up was interesting. Brutus thought we were playing and keep ripping pieces out of my hands. The feel of shredded, soggy-from-puppy-drool toilet paper was just what I needed this morning.
It's one of the double length rolls so I suppose I should be grateful I found it before he'd managed to shred the whole thing. Small mercies!