Vlad twisted his lips and grumbled under his breath. No matter how many times he'd done this, he would always hate it.
The litter sifted through the scoop and he dumped the clumps in the trashcan. Maddie watched from the bathroom doorway, ears pricked forward as Vlad poured an extra bit of litter, replacing what he'd removed.
"You smell," he accused the animal, standing and stretching. He was getting too old to crouch down while he cleaned the cat box.
Maddie just flicked her tail once, padding over to inspect her fresh, clean litter. She looked to Vlad and chirped before settling in to do her business.
"I just cleaned that." The cat finished, bolting out of the bathroom and spraying litter all over the floor. "And I just swept that."
A/N: Inspired by a conversation I had with my cat this morning ^^;;