That house is scarry. I will give the mother some credit though because at least things look somewhat organised and not completely unhiegenic.
When I was in high school I had a friend that would always come over to my house to hang out then one day it was decided that we would go chill at his place.
His house was far worse then that one. It was rancid! 1 dog and 2 cats that all went to the bathroom inside (the cats never had a litter box). The male cat was in heat and would spray everywhere. . I was sprayed! nothing would ever get washed. Dirty dishes were stacked everywhere in the house. There was milk, yogurt and slop rotting on the floor, counter and cuboards in the kitchen. In the bathroom the toliet was more of a general guidline of where one should urinate. downstairs there was a montain of clothes that reached 2/3 of the way to the ceiling; this is where they kept dirty clothes. There were no walking paths to be found anywhere in the house, in order to get anywhere one had to really think and plot thier jumps and leaps with car cause one miscalculation would see you face down in a heap of garbage. I don't know if I have the stamina to mention the fleas and cockroaches and other assorted bugs I came across. . yeah I don't. it's done.
I could go on but what's the point? My final shot will be that after I was inside that house I later happened to catch an episode of oprah called "america's dirtest homes". These homes shocked and horrified everyone, everyone except me. For I've scene far, far worse.