Okay, not really. Instead, I drowned my furniture in anti-cat urine solution (the name of which escapes me), and hopefully that will take care of the stink.
And I'm *not* going to drown her--although a boy can dream.
There is another option, you know, besides the medical one: that she's just a pain in the ass sometimes. I had a cat that would pee on the furniture from time to time, and that was when she had a urinary tract infection. Emily doesn't do it regularly, but she's done it enough that it's starting to irritate me.
I'm still not going to drown her.
Or shoot her.
Or smother her.
Or sell her for medical experiments.
Well, maybe medical experiments.
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For what it is worth, she might have some undiagnosed issue - I don't know how thorough the ex was with the vet care, you know? And I did think, from what you've reported, that she was getting better about the touching and the loving and the being looked at.
*fret*
How is Gizmo?
And Gizmo is a little slower, a little thinner, a little older, but then again he's older than dirt. He's still kicking though!
I wonder if she needs some kitty valium or something. She's always been high strung.
Good to hear about Gizmo - he hasn't cropped up in the pictures lately. He really IS older than dirt at this point.
Gizmo has become very talky, and I have to shut him out of the bedroom at night, or he won't let me sleep. He apparently just likes to hear himself talk.
I should take some more pictures of him, but the heat kills me and makes me not want to get up for the camera. I am a lazy fuck these days ;)