The bathroom is swept, vacuumed, and mopped. I can actually see the tiles again. The chore was a total bitch because of Stella whose boundless curiosity, energy, and wish to make a game of it. She was into everything, no matter how many times I carried or ran her out. Thatch peeked in once, saw Daddy's mood, and ran for it. Before I began, I took the two litter mats to the basement, cleaned them, and tossed them into the garbage.
The litter box is in the kitchen for now and the bathroom door is closed until the floor dries. I used a lot of Pinesol and I do not want the cats getting it on their paws. In about an hour I'll wash the floor with plain water.