Monday, May 12, 2008

Best Nine Bucks I've Spent In A While

Momma cat is a very, shall we say, enthusiastic litterbox user. She is not happy unless she can finish her bathroom break by flinging litter out of the box and into the hallway. I swear, I had a pet rabbit who had better litterbox manners than this cat.

I mean, it's not that I blame her. I don't know if she had ever even seen a litterbox before she and Baby came to visit with me. But vacuuming up litter several times a day (okay, okay, once a day) was getting kind of old. And so I went and bought a covered litterbox on Sunday. And I got it all set up, and Momma kind of sniffed around it, and all was cool.

And then I woke up in the middle of the night on Sunday to this: thud. thud. thudthudthud. THUDTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUD.

It was Momma. She was in the litterbox, kicking the crap out of the sides of the thing. Obviously frustrated that she could. not. fling. the. litter. out. of. the. box.


Heh.


On a belated note, Happy Mother's Day to all of you mothers out there! I honestly do not know how you do it. But I know what you put up with. It's something like this:







Talk about multi-tasking!

Oh, and sorry, Exador. I hope the Rolling Stone mag in the background didn't send you into a state of shock.

2 comments:

Exador said...

You probably could have bought a house by now with the money you're sending to that rag.

;)

Rockycat said...

Oh, but Exador, didn't you know? Rolling Stone is so desperate to indoctrinate their readers into the left-wing culture, they practically give the mag away.

Lifetime subscription = 100 bucks.

Although according to the mailing label, my "lifetime" subscription expires in 2055. Maybe they know something I don't?!