Fucking cat peed on my bed in the middle of the night
Nothing quite invigorates you at 4:15 in the morning (when you only went to sleep at 2:30) like a cat peeing on your bed.
She got trapped in my room. So okay, a little bit of my fault. But I have no idea where she was hiding that I didn't see her. And then instead of meowing to let me know that she was locked in and needed to get out to use her litterbox, she just decided to pee on my bed. No warning, just peed.
I felt her jump up on my bed and - in my half asleep brain - assumed that I'd not pulled my door fully shut. (I need to pull the door tight for it to latch, or else she's able to push the door open.) She walked up next to me, and a little while later, jumped down. Then I moved my hand and felt something WET and WARM on my bed. And I just thought OH FUCK, THAT HAD BETTER NOT BE...
Jumped up, turned on light. Indeed, it was pee. Let the cat out of my room. Stripped my bed, put bedding in wash. (I'd been meaning to clean my sheets for ages, so at least she didn't pee on recently laundered sheets?)
Looked up ways to clean cat pee from mattresses on the internet. Cleaned the cat pee from my mattress. Put sheets into the dryer. Now sitting in the den, wide awake.
In some ways I'm glad that she peed somewhere that I noticed immediately and could then take care of before it stained, instead of in the pit of despair I call my room (i.e. on my clothes, which my floor is covered in). But in other ways, it's my mattress, the place where I sleep. Hopefully the smell goes away, with enough cleaning. (And the thing is, I don't have that great a sense of smell. What if I don't smell it, but others can?)
Why couldn't the cat have found a nice corner of uncovered carpet and peed there? Or rather, MEOW - which let me tell you she is quite proficient at - so that I let her out??
She got trapped in my room. So okay, a little bit of my fault. But I have no idea where she was hiding that I didn't see her. And then instead of meowing to let me know that she was locked in and needed to get out to use her litterbox, she just decided to pee on my bed. No warning, just peed.
I felt her jump up on my bed and - in my half asleep brain - assumed that I'd not pulled my door fully shut. (I need to pull the door tight for it to latch, or else she's able to push the door open.) She walked up next to me, and a little while later, jumped down. Then I moved my hand and felt something WET and WARM on my bed. And I just thought OH FUCK, THAT HAD BETTER NOT BE...
Jumped up, turned on light. Indeed, it was pee. Let the cat out of my room. Stripped my bed, put bedding in wash. (I'd been meaning to clean my sheets for ages, so at least she didn't pee on recently laundered sheets?)
Looked up ways to clean cat pee from mattresses on the internet. Cleaned the cat pee from my mattress. Put sheets into the dryer. Now sitting in the den, wide awake.
In some ways I'm glad that she peed somewhere that I noticed immediately and could then take care of before it stained, instead of in the pit of despair I call my room (i.e. on my clothes, which my floor is covered in). But in other ways, it's my mattress, the place where I sleep. Hopefully the smell goes away, with enough cleaning. (And the thing is, I don't have that great a sense of smell. What if I don't smell it, but others can?)
Why couldn't the cat have found a nice corner of uncovered carpet and peed there? Or rather, MEOW - which let me tell you she is quite proficient at - so that I let her out??