So, ever since I got Willow, I've been stalking her, trying to catch her using the litter box, so I could provide the vet clinic with a fecal sample. She's been as elusive as Bigfoot. When I came home from work Saturday morning, I was hit in the face with a smell as soon as I came through the door. Time to clean out the litter box. I did that. Smell persisted. So, I followed my nose to a corner of my dining room, where I found a two-week pile of poop. Mystery solved.
I scooped up a tiny bit of the softest (ergo freshest) stuff and bottled it for the vet clinic. Then, I went to the task of shoveling up the rest, dry-heaving all the time. On the way back from the clinic, I stopped at PetSmart for emergency supplies. I sprayed some of that organic pet smell neutralizer in the corner. It didn't work. I then put down some of those sticky, flypaper-like strips that are supposed to keep cats away. Not two minutes later, I had two kittens rolling around on the floor, tangled up in sticky, flypaper-like strips that are supposed to keep cats away. Sheesh.
Looks like a job for my SpotBot.
Good thing it's a slow news night because I have to Google cat house-breaking.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
I Love that New Cat Smell
So, ever since I got Willow, I've been stalking her, trying to catch her using the litter box, so I could provide the vet clinic with a fecal sample. She's been as elusive as Bigfoot. When I came home from work Saturday morning, I was hit in the face with a smell as soon as I came through the door. Time to clean out the litter box. I did that. Smell persisted. So, I followed my nose to a corner of my dining room, where I found a two-week pile of poop. Mystery solved.
I scooped up a tiny bit of the softest (ergo freshest) stuff and bottled it for the vet clinic. Then, I went to the task of shoveling up the rest, dry-heaving all the time. On the way back from the clinic, I stopped at PetSmart for emergency supplies. I sprayed some of that organic pet smell neutralizer in the corner. It didn't work. I then put down some of those sticky, flypaper-like strips that are supposed to keep cats away. Not two minutes later, I had two kittens rolling around on the floor, tangled up in sticky, flypaper-like strips that are supposed to keep cats away. Sheesh.
Looks like a job for my SpotBot.
Good thing it's a slow news night because I have to Google cat house-breaking.
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Litter boxes. Reason number one why I prefer dogs.
Hey! I thought you had one of those self cleaning boxes!
Wait. Frenzied Felines excepted of course.
I cannot tell you all of the images presently in my little pristine mind.
I have two of those self cleaning litter boxes, but they need to have their receptacles emptied.
My husband says to scoop what you find and put it in the cat box (so Willow knows where to go). Then you clean the corner with peanut butter (then clean up the peanut butter) and then, clean it again with tomato juice. Then, of course, you need to use your normal cleaner to clean up the floor. (Note: The peanut butter and tomato juice also works for skunk on dog).
My SpotBot took care of the problem in six minutes, with no effort on my part. It's a truly wonderful invention.
Thank you, Mark! :D
Twix didn't have that exact problem, but there were things I needed her to stay away from while waiting to get her declawed. A small spray bottle with a little mint extract in it did the trick. She still won't let me hold her if I'm chewing gum. :)
(Funny visual--cats in flypaper--LOL!)
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