GAAK!!!

It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon

On Aug 8, 1:20 pm, bonbon wrote:
It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon

Heh. I can tell one almost as bad as that. I keep finding little
clumped-litter-pee-balls in weird places. You know, the
clump that it makes in the litterbox.
The kittens apparently think their own wee-wee-balls make an excellent
toy. I have no idea how they get them *out*
of the litterbox. I don't even want to think about it.
And I've *never* seen a cat or kitten play with its own waste. Gah. I
didn't raise them to act that way. We had a serious
talk about appropriate play-things.

Sherry

On Wed, 08 Aug 2007 11:25:01 -0700, Sherry wrote:

On Aug 8, 1:20 pm, bonbon wrote:
It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon

Heh. I can tell one almost as bad as that. I keep finding little
clumped-litter-pee-balls in weird places. You know, the
clump that it makes in the litterbox.
The kittens apparently think their own wee-wee-balls make an excellent
toy. I have no idea how they get them *out*
of the litterbox. I don't even want to think about it.
And I've *never* seen a cat or kitten play with its own waste. Gah. I
didn't raise them to act that way. We had a serious
talk about appropriate play-things.

Sherry

ROFLMAO! Do I need to make those kittens some cat nip mousies Sherry?

-bonbon

On Aug 8, 1:25 pm, Sherry wrote:
On Aug 8, 1:20 pm, bonbon wrote:

It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon

Heh. I can tell one almost as bad as that. I keep finding little
clumped-litter-pee-balls in weird places. You know, the
clump that it makes in the litterbox.
The kittens apparently think their own wee-wee-balls make an excellent
toy. I have no idea how they get them *out*
of the litterbox. I don't even want to think about it.
And I've *never* seen a cat or kitten play with its own waste. Gah. I
didn't raise them to act that way. We had a serious
talk about appropriate play-things.

Sherry

Also, after our talk, I dug out a handful of styrofoam peanuts and
threw them on the kitchen floor.
That's keeping the little doo-doo-heads out of my hair for a while.
When the racket in there
stops, and it gets quiet, I guess I can assume they're eating them and
will go take them away.
Kids.

Sherry

"Sherry" wrote in message
oups.com...
On Aug 8, 1:20 pm, bonbon wrote:
It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon

Heh. I can tell one almost as bad as that. I keep finding little
clumped-litter-pee-balls in weird places. You know, the
clump that it makes in the litterbox.
The kittens apparently think their own wee-wee-balls make an excellent
toy. I have no idea how they get them *out*
of the litterbox. I don't even want to think about it.
And I've *never* seen a cat or kitten play with its own waste. Gah. I
didn't raise them to act that way. We had a serious
talk about appropriate play-things.

Archer and Ozzy like to play (and lay in wait) in their litterbox! I've
never had a male cat before, so I just put it down to "boys are gross" as it
is in human society! ;

Hugs,

CatNipped


Sherry

"bonbon" wrote in message
...
It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon

EW! and LOL!!!

Hugs,

CatNipped

On Wed, 08 Aug 2007 11:29:28 -0700, Sherry wrote:


Also, after our talk, I dug out a handful of styrofoam peanuts and
threw them on the kitchen floor.
That's keeping the little doo-doo-heads out of my hair for a while.
When the racket in there
stops, and it gets quiet, I guess I can assume they're eating them and
will go take them away.
Kids.

Sherry

Oh yea.....kids.....and you know as well as I do, we wouldn't change a
thing about them.

-bonbon

"Sherry" wrote in message
oups.com...
On Aug 8, 1:25 pm, Sherry wrote:
On Aug 8, 1:20 pm, bonbon wrote:

It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon

Heh. I can tell one almost as bad as that. I keep finding little
clumped-litter-pee-balls in weird places. You know, the
clump that it makes in the litterbox.
The kittens apparently think their own wee-wee-balls make an excellent
toy. I have no idea how they get them *out*
of the litterbox. I don't even want to think about it.
And I've *never* seen a cat or kitten play with its own waste. Gah. I
didn't raise them to act that way. We had a serious
talk about appropriate play-things.

Sherry

Also, after our talk, I dug out a handful of styrofoam peanuts and
threw them on the kitchen floor.
That's keeping the little doo-doo-heads out of my hair for a while.
When the racket in there
stops, and it gets quiet, I guess I can assume they're eating them and
will go take them away.
Kids.

Yet another way boy kittens are like boy teenagers - ***THEY NEVER GET
FULL*** They'll eat all of their own food and then go around to all the
other three bowls and eat every last bite of the adult cats' food. I look
at those tummys, look at the bowls of food scarfed down, and wonder about
the laws of physics! ;

Hugs,

CatNipped


Sherry

I know how you feel. Florida by Daytona Beach 99 degrees 100% humidity
with a heat index making it feel like 108

The furballs all know where to sleep at except for limo who is stubborn
anyways they are on my bed I keep in my work space in front of the cyclone
fan or the extra window ac unit I have installed


"bonbon" wrote in message
...
It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon

I took pics of the little present (aaaakkk) one of ours left in the hallway,
the other day. I couldn't resist when I saw the cricket legs and grass in
it. I thought their "daddy" should see it when he got home from work. ;-)

--
ie
ride fast, take chances.


"bonbon" wrote in message
...
It's only about 97 degrees outside with a humidity factor of 90%.
Every gal wants to do housework in that kind of weather right? NOT.

So, I'm walking through the house on my way to the computer room and
apparently stepped on something. By about the 4th step I realized I
had stepped on something really funky. Sure enough.....it was a
doo-doo ball that had been generously deposited on my white living
room carpeting by one of the cats. I immediately knew who the culprit
was.....Bobby Pants, our manx. So I just finished carpet shampooing
and put up the Hoover Steam Vac. Jeez, I sure wish Bobby would learn
how to pinch his loaf while still in the litter box. He's always
leaving me little treasures.

-bonbon