They hate me.
Sep. 2nd, 2003 10:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
judecorpSo I went downstairs this morning to find that one of the cats had taken a nicely piled dump on the carpet heading to the back door. "At least it was solid," I thought as I grabbed some paper towels and picked it up. And then I started the laundry. One of my shirts from Rhode Island was wet, though I know it wasn't wet when I put it in the hamper. And the next shirt was completely and totally soaked. Mmm, cat piss.
So either a) they're mad at me for going to RI (although they've never engaged in passive aggression before), or b) they're reacting to a wild animal smell that may be lingering on the stuff Brent brought Jen from summer camp. I originally thought it might be because the litter boxes were too dirty, but the downstairs box wasn't too bad.
Hooray.
So either a) they're mad at me for going to RI (although they've never engaged in passive aggression before), or b) they're reacting to a wild animal smell that may be lingering on the stuff Brent brought Jen from summer camp. I originally thought it might be because the litter boxes were too dirty, but the downstairs box wasn't too bad.
Hooray.
