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Ok, teachers among you - I'm sure you've heard all the excuses for not turning in homework. Seriously, this is the truth. I shit you not.

The kids have been doing their homework on the table out on the patio, because there room for all three of them and they can spread out. Avalon did a couple of her pages and left her homework on the table to pick up in the morning. This morning, after I got Angus on the bus and away, Gareth got up early to finish something he was working on. He came up to me in the kitchen and said "We have a problem; one of the cats did something on Avalon's homework." I went out to look and sure enough, GIGANTIC SLIMY HAIRBALL perfectly centered right in the middle of the paper.

Thing is, not just a page or two. This is all of her homework for the entire week, stapled together in a stack. They bring it home Monday and it's supposed to be turned in Friday. It has soaked through the entire stack. She was half done with it. It must've been Spot; he's our only longhaired cat who does this with any regularity. I've never seen him get up on the table though.

I guess I'll have to write a note asking for replacement homework sheets. I can just see the teacher rolling her eyes. Hey, I can provide photographic evidence if she wants...