Nothing's gonna be open today, so I can't check my email and stuff.
I put down a big mixing bowl full of ice so the kitties can lay by it and be cool. Even the tile flooring in the entryway is hot. However, maintenance will be by tomorrow, which means that today I'll be cleaning like a motherfucker. I did a lot yesterday, mostly rearranging stuff and whatnot. Put away my Kelly collection, which numbers in the hundreds. I went insane over that doll. Moderation? Me? Never. I also put away the Laura Ashley doll house and other paraphernalia, full of teeny-tiny little props that the cats love scattering and eating. The space could then be used to store the myriad books I had laying everywhere, and spreading out my Tyler collection, which is crammed tightly together in a bookcase in the living room. I was also trying to figure out where to put my vacuum cleaner and steam cleaner since, as I mentioned, there's no storage in the apartment worth mentioning. I think I figured out a little corner for them. I keep fantasizing about having a sparkling clean apartment and having people over, which for years now has been an impossibility, except for Eduard, who didn't care, but the place has gotten even messier since he left. I need to steam-clean the couch, where we made love once, to get rid of the ghost of his presence. I already dug underneath the bed to get rid of the condom wrappers that were hurriedly and haphazardly tossed aside.
So far my new litter box, the one you roll to the side so the clumps can fall into a drawer that is then emptied, is a failure. This morning I discovered that the cats have been peeing on the litter-catching mat in front of it. Newman was crying in the bathroom so when I went to see what was wrong, he squatted right in front of me on the mat and emptied his bladder (hmph, who said animals can't communicate?). So I've got the mat soaking in lemon-scented Mr. Clean and I washed the floor with it too. I don't know why they don't like the litter box. Even though I bought the "large" model, the area available for the cats to use is fairly small, maybe that's it. But I figured that since it's easier for me to clean, it'll be kept consistently cleaner and that they'd like that. However, you can't have the litter too deep in there, and if the cats pee against the wall and the litter sticks, that defeats the purpose of it rolling free. If this litter box doesn't work, it'll be an expensive mistake. Guess I could always off-load it on eBay if that's the case. I'm just trying to make things easier for myself so that I can maintain the place.
One thing they don't seem to like is a sisal post that hangs on the doorknob. Too bad, I was hoping they'd use that to scratch instead of my office chair. They are nuts for those little rabbit-fur mice. Peep even laid one at my feet in an offering, which was very sweet.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 8:56 AM
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Those hanging sisal things are a waste of money. Obviously, the person who came up with that idea did not have cats. They want something solid to scratch... not something that'll swing away when they try to use it!
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