A common moment of repose during a weekend when I have to endure the Woman being around for more than a few hours.
Do you know what brilliant scheme she thinks she's come up with now? She thinks we're going to switch over to the Breeze system litterbox. Yeah- right! She can put it next to our old box, she can remove the top of the old box, not clean the old box, and even switch places with the old box. The most she'd going to get is Kaze munching on the pellets, latte sniffing around, Kaze napping on the pellets, and me attempting a dig which I found to be unsatisfactory to my Big Man Cat Paws.
My life is never easy I tell you. I just left her a LARGE STINKY poo in the old box for posterity's sake.