I do love the fuzzy boys and girls but I am sick of them. The baby (Cole) is kind-of house broken and loving leaves stinking presents on the wooden floors way too often. Star is either too lazy to come downstairs to do her business or (more likely) is too afraid of being chased by Cole to use the downstairs litter box and instead has taken to peeing on Al's side of the bed. I am sick of cleaning up after them. I am sick of doing nine million loads of laundry a day. Any one want a cat or two or three?
I finally had the bright idea of putting in a litter box upstairs. I think Al has suggested it tons of times, but I thought the cat should take her butt downstairs so I was a hold out. Stupid me, I'm the one who does the laundry.
Al and I went shopping today for an additional litter box, spray to get rid of the pee smell , spray to make sure they don't pee in the same place again and new bedding for our bed. I sure hope it works. If not I may sell the cats on E-bay.
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Your life sure is exciting. With all that laundry have you given anymore thought to your time with the girls? Sweety and GL???
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