House cleaning

On Monday, after listening to the news and the having breakfast, I do cleanup tidy up [or 'do the housework'].
While I clean, I listen to songs as  like "Bad Moon Rising", "Cotton Fields", "Fortunate Son", "Green River", "Susie Q" and others.
I put turn the house upside down and (I) open all the windows. At that time this point, my dog knows where is the place that it has got to occupy. [or, better, something like 'my dog knows where to escape to']
I use the flat mop for to clean the dry floor. Then it is the turn time to the hoover. Finally I mop the floor with water and a product containing a disinfectant, a detergent and a good smell.
Excuse me! The Creedence.
And neither I’m not searching looking for any more work either. 

[So can the dog come back now? :-)]