I hate my cats.
Last night I was feeling pretty good about everything I'd accomplished, when I noticed Goblin pawing the floor in a very specific way. I go over to where he's doing it and yes, it smells like cat pee. They (?) peed on the shoes, especially a pair of Jill's boots. I cleaned it up as best I could, wiping everything down with Kids and Pets cleaner and washing the boots several times with it. I then filled a fresh litterbox and put it in that corner of the house - after moving all the shoes.
Argh. This, two days before we leave and after I meet with the petsitter. It might have been because I put the cover on all the catboxes and they don't like that when it's hot. Or it could be because they are the worst cats ever. Or they could actually be sick still, which makes it more stressful to leave on a trip.
I say this after Goblin meowed for more than an hour for food, starting before 6 AM.
I hate these cats.
Argh. This, two days before we leave and after I meet with the petsitter. It might have been because I put the cover on all the catboxes and they don't like that when it's hot. Or it could be because they are the worst cats ever. Or they could actually be sick still, which makes it more stressful to leave on a trip.
I say this after Goblin meowed for more than an hour for food, starting before 6 AM.
I hate these cats.