I went to take care of the litter and found little white footsteps all over the floor. Stella got into the bag of pesticide, tore it open and dry white powder was an inch deep all over hrte bathroom floor and her. I got the vacuum and got up what I could, thenm mopped the floor. I took Miss Stella and, holding tight, held her under the bathtub faucet till she was completely washed off. She is not happy, but neither am I.