Don’t ever watch infomercials when you’re bored and your wallet is handy. Had a cold a few weeks ago, was flipping channels, and happened on a commercial for Smarty-Kitty, a product that will train a cat of any age to use the toilet. I didn’t need Smarty-Kitty. Squeaky, my ragdoll cat is five years old and up until I interfered with his life at that point, had never had an accident. Well, naturally, I got busy and ordered Smarty-Kitty and the amazing “But wait” cat products that came along with it, postage and handling separate. As soon as Smarty-Kitty arrived, I set it up as directed on a stool, in the bathroom near toilet, and Squeaky accommodated my craziness by using it, just like the commercial said he would. We progressed in baby steps, as directed, moving it closer, finally, putting cat toilet directly on toilet seat. Squeaky was okay with all this until I reached the point that I started cutting out circles when he would have been pooping directly into the toilet. This was too much for him and he revolted and started pooping in bathtub. I repented and put catbox back immediately, but he refuses to forgive me. Since that time, any time I leave my bathroom door open, he poops in the bathtub, on a towel if he can find one, or on my bathroom rug. He even got my sewing kit once. I have repented of buying Smarty-Kitty many times, but have yet to obtain Squeaky’s forgiveness. I will never mess with a cat’s bathroom habits again.
Posted in Honor of National Cat’s Day. Unfortunately, this sweet kitty is no longer with us.