Daily lack of stench

We hope. The recent litterbox misses seem to have been Emily's not-too-subtle way of telling us that she really doesn't like covered litterboxes. We took the covers off, and the problem went away. Of course, with four boxes in the house you would think she could find a suitable one, but who am I to argue with Her Emilyness.

The boxes were covered in the first place because of overspray by the boys. That problem seems (we hope) to have been taken care of by moving the box away from vertical surfaces. Thereby tripling the amount of lost floor space, but never mind.

Yes, that fur does make you look fat...

Billy is not getting thinner. If anything he's filling out so his tubbo butt is matched by his torso.

When he looks in proportion, he does not seem overly fat, but he's still just plain big. Thus, we have another title for him: Catzilla!

Tummy Trouble

Someone (I think Emily) threw up this morning in the bedroom just before 8 am feeding. Because it was before breakfast, it was basically a pile of spit. No big deal to clean up, but we want our little fiends young and old to be healthy ...

All a matter of perspective

I think an entire web site devoted to cats watching pictures of other cats is a sign that someone has way too much time on their hands. The cats, of course, are delighted to see such a noble use of the internet, and want to know when I'm planning to send their pictures in.

(Warning: Eye-bleeding 90s-style white on black site design.)

Stepping In

The problem with having the litterbox in the hall is you never know what you'll find on the way to the bathroom at 4:30 AM.

My foot found a cat pile this morning. There was also a lake, no extra charge, but I didn't step in that.

I knew I need to wear my bathroom slippers if I get up in the middle of the night, but I got lazy.

Maintenance Mayhem

This weekend the cats were not using up their nine lives, but the humans were living dangerously.

First I went to refill the water fountain, the tank for which has a self sealing cap with a weight and a little plunger. This reduces leaks as you flip it over to insert into the fountain. When the tank is fully seated, the fountain base pushes the plunger up, and water flows as needed, like a normal water cooler. Well, I managed to break off the plunger. The tank was still usable, but now one best only flip it over into the bowl and seat it promptly.

Then Katherine took the water pitcher downstairs for me, along with Emily's lunch dish. I got on the web to look for replacement tank parts, and I heard a BOOM. Katherine had slipped on the stairs in her socks ... there was dry cat food over all the stairs.

It was time to find the vacuum before the boys decided they wanted a change of diet...

(Katherine is fine, thank you for asking.)

What's Mine is Mine ...

It's picture Friday!

Aeron Chairs are not cheap, but the boys think that quality is worth it for them. That Katherine can't work at her desk when a cat wants a nap is only a minor issue.