the kitten chronicles - part 42

It's official, I have one clever cat. And one...well, not so clever. Readers of yesterday's blog know that the Big Cat began a kind of social experiment yesterday using cats as lab mice. I installed a high-walled litter box with a lid on it called "Clever Cat". The cats jump in through a hole in the lid - by doing this they can be acknowledged as "clever". Anyway, some kitten is not getting it. I was greeted on my return home yesterday evening to a neat pile of cat poo right beside the litter box." So, which of my two boys is a little slow?", I ask myself. Well, I've actually seen Roo-face use the new set-up, so... that leaves one very confused black and white culprit. This morning things got worse. Way worse. I came up from my morning shower and stared in horror - a huge puddle of cat pee was pooled on the Big Cat's personal chair. So now it's war, is it? Fine. I picked up both boys and tossed them in the study (the cleaning lady's coming today). But when I picked up Rufus, he actually hissed at me! Brotherly solidarity? So this battle is shaping up as two against one. Let the games begin, my little treacherous friends, let the games begin. xxx dad