That's not really the point, however.
The point is that it is time for a ceremonial re-naming of IdiotCat.
IdiotCat has continued to pee on the carpet with tedious, soul-destroying monotony. We have tried a wide variety of techniques, from escorting him into the garden to prove that there's nothing bad out there; rewarding him with treats when he uses his litter tray; valiantly attempting to eliminate the smell of cat wee from the carpet to convince him it is not equivalent to a litter tray; replacing the ammoniacal smell with washing detergent, with Vicks vapo-rub, with cat-reassuring spray, or with cat-repelling spray. None of these things have worked.
Now we have discovered IdiotCat has advanced renal failure.
IdiotCat is still an idiot (illness not having endowed him with more brains than he previously possessed). However, IdiotCat will henceforth be known as PoorPuss.
PoorPuss pees on the carpet just as much as IdiotCat did, but PoorPuss is not assumed to be able to do much about this unfortunate development. Attempts to prevent the floorboard being dissolved with noxious cat wee are continuing, but all hopes that we may train him out of his new habit have evaporated. One day we will have a new carpet, but that day will only come when we have been forced to say goodbye to PoorPuss, and I am not wishing the time away.
Jellicle Cats are black and white,
Jellicle Cats are rather small;
Jellicle Cats are merry and bright,
And pleasant to hear when they caterwaul.
Jellicle Cats have cheerful faces,
Jellicle Cats have bright black eyes;
They like to practise their airs and graces
And wait for the Jellicle Moon to rise.
And, for now, here are some pictures of my beautiful Jellicle Cat.
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| Jellicle Cats are black and white |
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| Jellicle Cats are rather small (under all that fur) |
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| Jellice Cats are merry and bright (when not napping on a dinosaur den) |
Schwab was peeing on my motorcycle leathers as a kitten. It happened every morning without fail. It was infuriating. When I found out he was doing it due to separation anxiety and that he just didn't want me to leave him alone then I completely changed how I felt about the pee. I found it endearing. Putting a ping pong ball in the bath to entertain him before putting on my leathers and leaving the house sorted the anxiety issue fairly quickly afterwards. Bless poorpuss and RIP Schwaa.
ReplyDeleteThe fact that PoorPuss has also had his garden replaced by a builder's yard, and there's a new cat on the block (SmallButFierce) who's terrorising him is not helping. He'll now only go outside with an AdultBear, and never move more than a few feet from us while miaowing frantically. Not a Happy Cat.
DeletePoorPuss!
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