Slice of Life Day 12 (Posted a Day Late): Fuzz in the Fridge

Today I cleaned out the fridge. It was pretty gross: I encountered fur, frost, and forgotten leftovers of all kinds. But despite the fact that I had some near-barf experiences, I felt so proud when I was done. Everyone's food was in order, things were organized by height, and there is now a general sense of peace in the fridge. Now I'm excited to explore the fridge for meal options, and I know that opening the freezer door won't cause an avalanche. Who knew that cleaning out the fridge would bring such benefits?