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Posts tagged ‘litter box’

Caturday – Line to the Litter Box

Like many females, my cats cannot go to the litter box alone. And Sunni (the one in the litter box) is a little OCD about covering up.


Queen of the Litter Box

Because I have 3 cats, I have multiple litter boxes. I just bought another box to put upstairs.

The cats like to get used to things before they truly become part of their lives. Thus I unpacked the new litter box, assembled it, and left it in the living room to be investigated.

First, MeiMei had to check it out. She seemed content with her visit.


The Ellie, a bit timid and cautious, decides to have a quick peek.


But it was Sunni who gave the litter box her blessing when she discovered that she could sit on top of it and view the world.


Cats ‘n Mouse History

I am hoping to be a new mommy soon. New cat mommy that is. So to provide some insight (and hopefully comfort) to the  new cat’s current mommy, I am providing some pictures and little anecdotes about my furbabies.  Alyssa, this is for you!

MeiMei checking out a bag full of Xmas wrapping. She likes to take inventory of wrapping supplies -- to make sure any presents she gets will be properly wrapped.

Playing with a new scratching box that has a ball underneath the cardboard part. Sunni soon gave up, but MeiMei played with it so much, she bent the box holder and lost the ball

MeiMei showing off her new "nails." She was getting a little aggresive about scratching the rug and furniture, so I applied kitty claws to her nails until she got her scratching under control. Hot pink and black are a perfect combo, don't you think?

Both babies trying to fit in the same bed while helping me on the computer.

My favorite photo! MeiMei snoozing and keeping warm on the router.


It is always nice to have help around the house. MeiMei--being obsessed with water--decides to help with the dishes.

My little Sunbae (Sunni) in January 2011. She was about 11 weeks old.

MeiMei likes to climb to great heights. Or maybe she is just dusting the door frame.

MeiMei and Sunni checking out the new toilet litter box.

Sunni doing a quality check on Uggs for my daughter. Yup - they passed inspection.

Sunni with her favorite scratching post. She gives it a good workout.

Final Fickle Friday of 2011

Yup, it’s the final fickle Friday from MsMouse for the year 2011. And how fickle can it be? Read on!

Am I Psychic or Psychotic?

No need to answer that question; it was just rhetorical. But really I do think I’m psychic. I few minutes ago I was reading a blog about chocolate and discovered that December 27 was National Fruitcake Day. And that was the same day I posted Traditions – Fruitcake Christmas Cake. Now I realize that fruitcake has a bad rap, but I swear mine is very very tasty. Even the visiting Japanese students took some home. But in case you have any further questions, please see The Society for the Protection and Preservation of Fruitcake.

I Whupped TV Technology

It is the end of 2011 and I finally succumbed to new technology when it comes to the boob tube (TV). I have two televisions; one is at least 13 years old and the other is only 12 years old. They work well. However, I really want to watch Netflix movies on my TV (though my laptop). So I finally broke down and bought a new TV. At first I was looking at the 40 inchers, but then realized my current TV is only 22 inches, so 40 inches was way too big for what I needed. I ended up with a 26 inch TV/DVD combo.

For me, the important part was to get it home and set up by myself. Thank goodness it was small enough so I could do that. Then I installed the stand (yeah baby, I can screw with the best of them, as long as I have my handy-dandy Phillips with me), got the cable plugged in, and watched the News on TV. COOL!

Then came the tricky part; getting Netflix to work. Really that was quite easy. The problem arose when I could not hear what was going on. I grabbed my old computer speakers, hooked then up, and VOILA — sound and sight! Isn’t life wonderful?!

Happy Birthday Dad

Today my dad would have been 92. He died of cancer in January 1983. He knew he was in his last few weeks of life and wanted a big birthday party to celebrate his birthday. So that’s what we did. I remember attending with my foster daughter, Linda. Something happened and poor Linda ended up with whip cream on the tip of her nose. How we all laughed, especially my dad. Less than a week after that day, he was in the hospital, never to leave again. I talked to him several times on the phone for the first few days, but he knew the end was near and he knew how I felt about hospitals. Finally one day he called me and said that I should stop by the hospital and pick up his cane. That’s when I knew it was real; him asking me to come to the hospital and giving me his father’s cherished cane (which is still have and have used since 1983). Anyway… Happy Birthday Dad. You would have loved the fact that I set up the TV by myself!

Christmas Clean-up

I thought it would be sort of warm today (in the 40s F) and the snow was melted, so decided to round up the outside Xmas decorations. Brrrrr… wind chill is a nasty thing! But I put away everything except one spiral tree; my hands were too cold. Daughter helped a bit by carting 2 cases of flushable cat litter out to the shed. I don’t need them now (read more below) so best to put them elsewhere.

Cat Toilet Training is Down the John

Yup – I’m afraid that Sunni (the little rug pooper) got the best of me with her shenanigans and I have restored the standard cat litter box back into the laundry room. Three months of trying was good for MeiMei as she was a full-time advocate of toilet usage. But Sunni was not on board with the program and after spending several hours shampooing the carpet in the living room, I too was prepared to give it up. Thus the 2 stored cases of flushable kitty litter; expensive stuff, so I’ll keep it as I might try again later.

Mission Possible? Toilet Training the Cats

So done with this kitty roca!!

Stop right now with those “you’ve got to be kidding” comments! You certainly will have to do better than that if you want to outdo Daughter’s comment and look of disdain (the “like how insane are you mom?” look) when I said I was going to train the cats to use the toilet instead of a litter box. If you have or know a young adult, you also know that look, don’t ya?

Sunni complaining about the new plan

I am so tired of the damn litter box and all that it entails (really bad pun). Right now the potty is in the laundry room downstairs.  Works OK, but sometimes I don’t go downstairs for a few days. Goodness knows I don’t remember to clean the stink hole if I don’t see or smell it. So with two cats, three days is absolute max without cleaning. I have tried the automatic ones, which actually work well up to a point. And then I tried just a dish pan to hold the litter. This worked very well until Sunni joined the clan; she has severe litter throwing issues. Then I got a large covered litter box. By far the best as it contains Sunni’s litter scattering tendencies.

One of my big issues is the weight of the boxes/bags of kitty litter. I can no longer cart a 40-50 pound bucket/box/bag out of the car, up the stairs into the house, and then down the stairs to the litter box. Hate straining my back on that; would so rather strain my back hauling 50 pounds of chocolate!

A couple of weeks ago, I was flipping through the TV channels and came across Shark Tank. One of their guests was a lady looking for investors for CitiKitty, her cat toilet training kit. I was intrigued and watched the segment. And then of all things, I went to Amazon and purchased one. Also got some flushable litter which came today. So now the experiment begins!  Wait right there — this is not an experiment, this is a process to improve my life and my cats’ lives. So let’s be positive!!

Step 1.  Move the litter box into the bathroom, next to the toilet.  DONE.   I introduced the cats to the new location and they both got down with the litter box. Seemed to go easy as I have not seen any evidence of accidents.

That’s as far as I am today. Tomorrow, I’m going to start using the new flushable litter and get them familiar with that before the real fun starts.

Doesn’t this whole ordeal make you wonder what direction my life is going? The thrill for the next several weeks will be monitoring the cats and training them to adhere to my idea of hygienic body waste elimination. I will certainly feel better about having a toilet trained cat reach out and touch my face with a little paw that is not been walking through poop and such.