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The Honeymoon Is Over
"You make someone a bridesmaid and then they shit all over you!" (The dimwitted sister Jenny from the 80s movie "Sixteen Candles) Well Cat is not exactly my bridesmaid and she didn't poop, but far worse...she peed on my bed! Yep, that's right, little orphan Annie decided to use my bed as her litter box this morning (while I was still in it, mind you!) I woke up this morning with my foot in some warm liquid, upon further inspection I find it's cat urine...the worst smelly thing ever. (Keep in mind that I spent the better part of last year chasing after an incontinent old dog, so this is very bad in my book!) I quickly ripped off the sheets and read up on what I should do to clean up bedding, mattress pad and down comforter! Because my laundry resources are limited, there are only three machines in my building 4 flights down and I had to be at work in a hour, this was going to have til after work. So following instructions from fellow survivors I threw my bedding in the tub and sink in some water and headed to work. I learned that there are usually 4 reasons why a cat will piss in a human bed:
1. She has a UTI. (Quite the possibility if she had been slutting it up before I took her in.)
2. She thinks her litter box is too dirty. ("Oh sorry, Princess, I'll get that cleaned up for you right away.")
3. She is pissed off about something. (No pun intended.)
4. She finds the feathers in the comforter to be offensive. (No somewhat witty comment for this one.)
Also, because I had way too much faith in Cat I skipped buying any Nature's Cure at the pet store on Saturday (looks like the jokes on me.) So after fretting about it all day at work and emailing my go-to-guy Don (the rest of the world as askjeeves, I have askdon) I walked to Petco to get some Nature's Cure and litter box refreshers. So I came home to a surprisingly not smelly apartment with a remorseful Cat, and got down to business. And of course, this is the afternoon that they are working on the machines and I am out of quarters. Oh, and did I mention the weather in Chicago finally decided to turn summer, so it's blazing hot and humid in my apartment. (Do you all want some cheese for that whine?)
A remorseful and scared Cat hiding. It kinda looks like kitty time-out.
Now as the machines diligently run downstairs and this morning's offensive wake-up call nearly forgotten, I worry about the future. Is this going to be a normal occurrences? This can't keep happening because I am no Daddy Warbucks and Nature's Cure and the quarter machines cost money.) Is she going to be forever banished from the bedroom? Is she trying to tell me something, and I need to brush up on my Meows? Is she really sick? So my question for any of you who might be cat owners, what should a novice cat owner do? (Besides kicking her to the curb, exactly where I found her.)
As you can see she has made herself at home, so I don't think she wants to be evicted for this morning's offense. (Excuse the mess.)
Her perch while I get ready.
Look for future blogs about Cat and other aspects of my Chicago life. "That darned cat!" (Okay, I think that's enough movie references for one blog.)
Her perch while I get ready.
7 comments:
you are kind and earned a star in pet heaven! So are you keeping her then? We also recently took in a kitten... cutest long-haired tabby ever, named him Captain Jack and he left us when we went on vacation! We miss him terribly and hope he comes home SOON!!!
Love,\
Kel
I think you need Brutus to solve your Cat problem..
Jason
Parenthood, a very difficult task to undertake. Sometimes you love those offspring and sometimes you just wish they would go away and not come back. Ok, I'm not talking about our kids, but rather in general terms. Although there are a few parallels, but no names will be mentioned. Don
Ha! Great blog, lucky kitty. Will tells me "There would be one less cat in the world" if it were our bed. Of course this is coming from a guy who barely noticed when the dogs destroyed the sod in our backyard. Good luck with Cat! love,b
You have a big heart with put up with Kitty's attention seeking behaviors. Oscar has peed and vomited in and under out bed. Never a good choice for him or us.
Oscar has never been to Chicago - he and cat would be a pair ... of some kind ...
Your writing is very funny --- have you considered journalism with museum studies?
Love and kisses, Connie
Peeing in bed? No es bueno! Careful with this Amber. Our cat started marking up one of our apartments and once he started, he didn't quit until we moved into a new place. We had put his litter box in a closet which he didn't like at all and that was the reason for the marking. The litter box needs plenty of room around it (not shoved in a corner) and good ventilation so be sure it's in a good location (good as far as the cat is concerned--that would probably make it really bad spot as far as you are concerned). Anyway, best of luck with that slutty cat of yours. You can take the girl out of the streets but you can't take the streets out of the girl, that's all I'm sayin'!
Well, I WAS the "cat lady" for a while, fearful every day that my picture would be in the paper or there'd be TV coverage of the pet-police cleaning out the place, while cameras hovered over. Our yard became a cat haven for various reasons (and the Blog Comment field is most definitely not the proper forum for my thoughts on THAT), and we had about 30 that called our yard home before our move back to Oklahoma. The skinny, we did what we could to help those we could, and I drove across four states with nine--the number of cat carriers I could fit into the SUV rented for the transfer. Bob brought the 10th when he flew to Oklahoma after sending the moving van on its way.
Sadly, we buried Miss Piggy last week. Have no idea what happened. Listless one day, dead the next. And Princess Puff 'n Stuff, the one with her airline wings, disappeared about a month ago. I keep hoping she'll show up again, but...
So, Amber, if you're going to have grand-kittens, be sure you find homes for them ASAP, else you'll give in to the temptation to keep them all and end up like us!
Why did she pee? Having dealt with that and worse, the bottom line is, she does not need a reason (although there may BE one). Hopefully, when she's becomes accustomed to her new home and begins to feel secure that you're coming back each evening, it may stop. On the other hand, it may not. Last time Bart was here, the cats peed on that bed until all of his smell must have been washed out of everything -- many washings; I kept dog training pads underneath the bottom sheet for months to protect the mattress. Why did Miss Pig pee on the carpet in the hallway, four feet from the litter box in the bathroom? Dunno. So, needless to say, we smell! I don't encourage company for that reason. I'm in cat prison!
Love you. Am enjoying your adventures. Have you thought about my "Granddad's chest" offer?
-Aunt Karen
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