I’ve mentioned the gazillion year old cat that we have. The other cat is 14 years old and when I got the gazillion cat the vet predicted that he was 3-5 years old. So, by my math that makes “gazillion” 17, 18 or 19 years old. I rarely mention how sweet he has become in his really old age, but he has become the biggest sweetie ever. He was always more friendly than the other cat, but he never liked to sit with me until recently. He likes to get lots of loving now and if I am home he has to be with me. Truly, I can take a walk through the house like those annoying kids in that even more annoying cartoon familycircus (really, those cartoons were funny when I was 5–that was 31 years ago–get some new material) and the cat will follow me no matter how many times he bounces off walls or furniture. He’s blind, did I mention that?
He also used to be really fat but is now a bag of bones. His coat is still fluffy and shiny. His ears and eyes (except for the blind part) are clear and healthy looking. His nose is the pinkest. I often talk to him about his pinkness.
The problem we have with him is that he has some really bad behaviors that we can’t seem to get a handle on. He vomits several times a week and it is not hairball vomit. It is the i-ate-so-fast-that-i-must-spew kind of vomit. He has taken to knocking over the trash cans in the kitchen. I have tied up the trash cans to the cabinet but he still manages to dumpster dive.
And, now, the big offense. One of the cats has taken to pissing on the floor downstairs. Granted, it is basically unfinished down there. The floor is either exposed concrete slab or scuffed up linoleum tile. But, I’m sick of cleaning up piss every other day. I can tell someone is using the litter box as intended. I suspect the culprit is the gazillion year old cat but the other cat used to pee on the floor in one of my apartments. It was a crappy apartment so I understand that it was an affront to his senses.
We absolutely need to know which cat is cutting loose down there. We’re thinking of setting up one of those little cameras as advertised in your junk mail folder. I’m not sure where to get one of those little spy cameras but you can bet your sweet bippy it won’t be out of the spam I get.
I like the idea of spying on the cats to find out what really goes on when we’re not around to watch. I don’t really like what we’ll be forced to discuss though if we find out who is pissing on the floor. Don’t get your panties in a wad.
I have NO rugs in my house because of the cats. My hardwood floors need to be refinished but we’re waiting until the cats die before we do it–I mentioned the waves of vomit we put up with. When R&J spent the weekend, R stepped in puke and then cleaned it up twice. That’s just freaking embarrasing to have guests who have to deal with that. I have made plenty of sacrifices to make a great place for the cats to live. They get to do pretty much whatever they want…inside, outside, inside, outside. But, I am sick of it.