Here we go -- another post that has nothing to do with spanking or BDSM, or any of the other "juicy" and "salacious" stuff that you can sometimes read here. I know ... it is just that I am home today, feeling crummy with some sort of icky stomach bug (probably shared with me by one of my darling students), and I have lots of time on my hands.
We have, as you may be aware, two feline creatures: Callie, the old lady house cat, and Moobie, the magical summer kitten. I know that some of you are cat people, so you will get it when I tell you that having two cats in the same house presents challenges. Our crotchety old lady is not at all happy with our new addition, and while the household is not a war zone, the truce that reigns is not exactly peaceful either.
Early on, when we were first acquired by Moobie, it became very clear, very fast, that the two cats would not happily or nicely share a litter box. It was also obvious that Callie was going to bolt from her litter box anytime that the little one bounced into view -- and the kitten just couldn't resist the urge to tackle Callie in the litter box. Chaos!
I figured that things might be better if I could find a litter box that would give Callie some privacy where she would not be ambushed easily. I found what seemed to be a great solution (although not an inexpensive one) at the local Petsmart, and so brought home for Callie the Cadillac of all kitty litter boxes -- The Booda Dome, or what has come to be referred to around here as The Poopie Cave:
So, I hauled myself off to the Petsmart, and bought another one. Hence, we now have two Poopie Caves. Tah Dah! Happy cats. They are a wonder, and I really like them -- now if someone could help me figure out an easy way to clean these behemoths... Please.