whiiiiiiiz in spaaaace
And at the risk of being the chick who posts every other time about her cat or its shitting habits, I’m going to do precisely that. I’m only a stone’s throw away from writing about poop or balls or poopy balls at any given time anyway, so…
The funk of a cat’s butt waste can be tamed with the right kind of litter, we’ve found. (Let’s see what poor soul finds this site after that Google search.) There’s no amazing place to put a cat box in my apartment, but you never want to be “that place that smells like cat” so to curb the smell of the actual litter now, we’re trying out what I’ll call THE DOME.
We, as in the Royal We, as in The Cat and her #1 and #2 habits, are being coaxed out of using the standard Box and into the Spaaaaaaace Box-ox-0x-0x. (Cup your hands to add your own echo.)
Now, it is risky to change a cat’s poo box. I tried using cedar litter once. A+ on smell and eliminating odor. Also A+ in making the cat feel the need to piss everywhere but the cedar-smelling box. It was amazingly effective in that respect. I was nervous for change that might cause my cat to explode. After all, it seemed like the Space Box might make for cramped quarters, kind of like the restroom at a local Mexican restaurant. But even though my knees were touching the wall and I contemplated sitting side-saddle, I did not choose to piss in the sink or floor in protest.
Assuming she doesn’t reject this litter box and tolerates doing her business on the set of 2001 a Space Odyssey , we’ll eventually ween her off of the old box. I’m hoping that the future pod treats the cat well enough for her to maintain her sense of decency. Cats should piss in a box or an igloo with older turds and whizzes, not in a corner like an animal.
