And, of course, disturbing.
Mrs: Miss, did you clean up some cat puke today?
Miss: Um, yes.
Mrs: What did you clean it up with?
Miss: A wipe
(Our wipes are high up on a shelf. She did not use a wipe.)
Mrs: What did you do with the wipe after you used it?
Miss: [unintelligible] inna pot.
Mrs: You put it in a pot? Which one?
Miss: silence
What can I deduce from this? She used something wipe-like (but I already knew that), and she stowed it in either a) her play food bucket, which has a lovely selection of pots which would make great cat puke receptacles, or b) the toilet (pot=potty?).
This has not been helpful.
But it's probably safe to say that after two weeks the cat puke (wherever it is) is so securely hidden that I might never find it. Does it say too much about my personality that I'm okay with that?