in the bathroom this morning, when Charlie came bouncing in (sometimes he bounces). He stood with his backside to the wall when it dawned on me he was peeing. I didn’t have anything within reach to throw at him (nothing that wouldn’t hurt if it hit him, anyway), so I yelled. He just stood there, then bounced behind the door, then out the door.
Then he bounced back in, sniffed what he’d done and looked at me like “hey, someone peed!” If he was a kid, he’d fart, then blame it on someone else.
Then some cat completely missed one of the litterboxes in the laundry room, the big one. The one that needs to be pulled out to be cleaned. And now, there’s pee under it which I need to clean up. *sigh*
Work, work, work…..
Skippy is lots better. He’s eating regular kibble again, drinking water and not running from us. He sleeps in bed with us, comes up to us for pets and is slowly putting weight back on.
Mickey kind of crashed yesterday, I gave him lots of chicken breast, as much as he wanted, fluids and he’s doing better today. He actually ate more soft food than Kirby this morning. I think his problem is he’s losing another tooth, he was rubbing his cheek on the wood block I’ve got under my monitor to make it taller, then he’d rub that side of his face with his paw. When he was a kitten and lost his baby teeth, I swear he’d roll them around in his mouth then spit them out.
Well, got a couple of litterboxes left to clean, have cat towels in the washer right now, and many areas of cat urine to mop up.
I love my cats.