Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Cat Shit Shennanigans
Post Numbero 59
OMBLOG - can there be a smell worse than fresh cat dung?? Yes. Fresh Cat Dung that is still attached to the Cat that has trundled from the kitty litter with a poopy dag hanging from it's behindero.
OMBLOG - can there be anything worse than finding that it has shat all over itself? Kinda makes you wanna cry = from the smell I mean = because the poor little animal had daggy fur and accidentally kept crapping on itself.
OMBLOG - can there be a strange kind of Cat logic that makes it want to run into the lounge room and promptly make squatting motions and sitting at the same time so that the daggy poo hanging off it gets mushed into the carpet? Squatting motions are quite humerous to watch if you are a non pet owner. But, if you are a pet owner who is of sharp mind and wit, you would usually notice that it is no ordinary squat but a "I AM GOING TO SHIT RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW" kinda squat.
OMBLOG - I washed him. Twice. With a trim. And his little furry butt was less daggy. Still no less smelly. But kinda strange poopy kitten smell with kitten shampoo all jumbled into my sinuses with the orange disinfectant spray used to wipe the squished poo marks from the laundry floor. He did look at me with wild, hysterical and fearful eyes when I said I was going to wash him again. Cats hate bathtime. I think it makes them smell nicer. They think something else. But lack in communicating it. So I bathe them on occasion. This occasion the cat was in dire need of a bath.
OMBLOG - after the bathing and the shampooing and the clipping and the bathing and the shampooing it was time to towel dry. Nice. Clean. Simple. Cat washing all by itself now. Relief. Not so simple upon exiting the laundry.
After making a hasty and yet satisfied exit from the laundry and the sound of the meowing twosome at my feet I trekked out to find yes, another poopy squish needing to be cleaned. Alas, it was no ordinary poopy squish. It was more like 5 little skid marks trekking up the hallway. And then four more in the bedroom with two half doughnuts and a skid that measured around 5 inches.
I came to the conclusion of Wolf's little shitty romp, from the madman artist style of effective poopy trail, that he had indeed gone to the kitty litty like a good well trained Cat that he is. There he discovered that his daggy bottom didn't allow all his dung to promptly leave his body and land in the neatly dug hole in the kitty litty.
(In fact it didn't leave his fur for a good 40mins which was how long it took me to clean his behindero and then wash him and clip him and wash him again).
At this stage he would have been very embarrassed to miow to mummy. So I believe he decided to run wildly through the hallway, making as much squatting/running motions at the same time as possible so the fiendishly tactile poopy would vanish from his fur. Perhaps he saw this as an example on a movie. One of those "don't try this at home" kind of affairs.
Upon running wildly he discovered the hall way was short, so his romp continued with a tumble and a series of semi-doughnut skid marks in the bedroom. Alas, the poopy still clung ever so deterimined like to his behindero.
In a last effort attempt to come clean (excuse the pun, c'mon I gotta find some kind of humour after all this shit happened - oops, another pun) he made his way hastily, tail and dag wagging in the wind, towards the tv, and, in front of his mummy.
There in a last effort he made two "last man standing" attempts to release the dag that has caused him so much terror.
Wolf is of a simple nature and of simple tastes. I am sure that if, indeed we had not smelled the wafting vomit inducing stench, he had not realised that mummy would clean him that he would have surely been stuck with his little fresh still warm poopy on his behindero for life.
Meanwhile, whilst Wolf is thinking, I am cleaning furiously.
The ending to this stinky but tru story is: One roll of Paper Towel and a near empty bottle of disenfectant plus one hour = peace and quiet. Oh, and the residual stinky too.
Now I think I can go to bed - unless there is hidden poopy under the bed.......
OMBLOG - can there be a smell worse than fresh cat dung?? Yes. Fresh Cat Dung that is still attached to the Cat that has trundled from the kitty litter with a poopy dag hanging from it's behindero.
OMBLOG - can there be anything worse than finding that it has shat all over itself? Kinda makes you wanna cry = from the smell I mean = because the poor little animal had daggy fur and accidentally kept crapping on itself.
OMBLOG - can there be a strange kind of Cat logic that makes it want to run into the lounge room and promptly make squatting motions and sitting at the same time so that the daggy poo hanging off it gets mushed into the carpet? Squatting motions are quite humerous to watch if you are a non pet owner. But, if you are a pet owner who is of sharp mind and wit, you would usually notice that it is no ordinary squat but a "I AM GOING TO SHIT RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW" kinda squat.
OMBLOG - I washed him. Twice. With a trim. And his little furry butt was less daggy. Still no less smelly. But kinda strange poopy kitten smell with kitten shampoo all jumbled into my sinuses with the orange disinfectant spray used to wipe the squished poo marks from the laundry floor. He did look at me with wild, hysterical and fearful eyes when I said I was going to wash him again. Cats hate bathtime. I think it makes them smell nicer. They think something else. But lack in communicating it. So I bathe them on occasion. This occasion the cat was in dire need of a bath.
OMBLOG - after the bathing and the shampooing and the clipping and the bathing and the shampooing it was time to towel dry. Nice. Clean. Simple. Cat washing all by itself now. Relief. Not so simple upon exiting the laundry.
After making a hasty and yet satisfied exit from the laundry and the sound of the meowing twosome at my feet I trekked out to find yes, another poopy squish needing to be cleaned. Alas, it was no ordinary poopy squish. It was more like 5 little skid marks trekking up the hallway. And then four more in the bedroom with two half doughnuts and a skid that measured around 5 inches.
I came to the conclusion of Wolf's little shitty romp, from the madman artist style of effective poopy trail, that he had indeed gone to the kitty litty like a good well trained Cat that he is. There he discovered that his daggy bottom didn't allow all his dung to promptly leave his body and land in the neatly dug hole in the kitty litty.
(In fact it didn't leave his fur for a good 40mins which was how long it took me to clean his behindero and then wash him and clip him and wash him again).
At this stage he would have been very embarrassed to miow to mummy. So I believe he decided to run wildly through the hallway, making as much squatting/running motions at the same time as possible so the fiendishly tactile poopy would vanish from his fur. Perhaps he saw this as an example on a movie. One of those "don't try this at home" kind of affairs.
Upon running wildly he discovered the hall way was short, so his romp continued with a tumble and a series of semi-doughnut skid marks in the bedroom. Alas, the poopy still clung ever so deterimined like to his behindero.
In a last effort attempt to come clean (excuse the pun, c'mon I gotta find some kind of humour after all this shit happened - oops, another pun) he made his way hastily, tail and dag wagging in the wind, towards the tv, and, in front of his mummy.
There in a last effort he made two "last man standing" attempts to release the dag that has caused him so much terror.
Wolf is of a simple nature and of simple tastes. I am sure that if, indeed we had not smelled the wafting vomit inducing stench, he had not realised that mummy would clean him that he would have surely been stuck with his little fresh still warm poopy on his behindero for life.
Meanwhile, whilst Wolf is thinking, I am cleaning furiously.
The ending to this stinky but tru story is: One roll of Paper Towel and a near empty bottle of disenfectant plus one hour = peace and quiet. Oh, and the residual stinky too.
Now I think I can go to bed - unless there is hidden poopy under the bed.......
// posted by Sooki Monster @ 1:10 AM 
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