Frootbat Friday

Many of you read my boyfriend cat Mao's comment yesterday commenting on our blog name: The Cats P and how he never hears about pee. Well, first of all we didn't miss the pun when we created the blog but it really just stands for the first letter of our last name and rhymes with "the cats 3" which is part of a nursery rhyme and there are three of us. However, for Mao, we will give you a pee story.

So you all know that while the sleeping room was being painted (yellow for those who are wondering- we'll take pictures soon) Latte had the squirts. He had them for a few days and eventually went away. Well, the same day they stopped with him they attacked me. And now I have the STINKY squirts (I promise this is about pee, not squirts). Since we use Breeze Boxes they aren't fabulous with loose poo and there is a tough line to draw between remove it NOW or wait until it desicates a bit. Its been pretty stinky so the Lap Lady goes in and tries to nicely pick it all up. Inevitably some sticks to the litter pellets and remains behind.

Latte had to pee last night so he ventured into the upstairs box, the same one the Lap Lady had recently removed my stinky wet poo from. He took one sniff at the litter pellets that had touched the poo and left the box. He then ventured to the downstairs box to have a nice long pee where the stink did not follow him. So, as you can see, we at the Cats P certainly do pee!! Oh, and the pee pads get filled up mighty quick around here too.