Rooney needs to be sent to a re-education camp. Taught by a benevolent Chairman Meow. The reason? He doesn't really understand litter box basics. I'm not sure who to blame. His mother? The horse farm people who chucked him in the litter box as a tiny kitten? Anyway, here's his rather pathetic learning from Litterbox 101. First, go to the box (most of the time he gets this right although there have been unfortunate incidents in the past well documented in The Kitten Chronicles) Then do your business. He's pretty good about this, too. Step three, cover it up by using your paws to bury the evidence in odor-controlling kitty litter. Simple.
But this is where the black and white fur face deviates. He merely scratches the side of the litter box. This makes a big noise and convinces anyone who's listening that he's doing a great job. In fact, he'll scratch away for a full 5 minutes creating quite a ruckus.
Nothing gets buried is the point. Rooney clearly doesn't understand what the purpose of the pawing is. Sigh. Perhaps his brother could tutor him. "No not the sides, brother. Move the litter over the turd! That's it." It would probably piss Rooney off and they
start fighting and chewing on each other's nuppins again. And while we're on the subject of piss - that's another matter and involves a little trip to the friendly neighborhood Nuppin Chopper. Watch out lads! Eek! xxx dad
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