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Tuesday morning I dropped off a bunch of soft cat, and dog, food at the local humane society (Meowschwitz).
I'm too busy for a dog. It's common for me to be gone for 24-36 hours at a time. I don't have anything against cats so I asked to see what they have.
They had cats in general population and they had some in solitary confinement. I went to the solitary cats and asked to see their most difficult to adopt out.
They opened the cage of an estimated, 13 year old cat. They said that they won't adopt him out to anybody with kids, or other pets, and that he's slow to warm up to people. He liked me so I had them box him up. They had named him Emerald. That's a stripper's name so I changed it to (The Big) Lemeowski, or "Dude."
I got him home and set up a litter box in the basement and some food and water. We spent an hour with him crawling on me and then I headed to work and meetings. I got home 23 hours later.
I found 3 pooh piles in the dining room and nothing in the litter box. I haven't been successful finding urine. He had to pee right?
I got him a water fountain and set that up in the kitchen and put the food in the dining room.
Then I got another litter box and put that in one of my bathrooms. We went to sleep with no incidents. I left for another meeting and got home about 5 hours later. 5 more pooh piles but urine in the upstairs litter box.
When I was checking the basement box he stood at the top of the stairs and yelled at me. I went back upstairs and we ate. I went back downstairs for laundry and he stood at the top of the stairs and he yelled at me the whole time. Maybe he's afraid of the basement?
I brought that box upstairs. We'll see. I'm tired of cleaning the floor. He's an awesome cat and he deserves better than dying in Meowschwitz so I'm not going to take him back but I need to fix this.
Any suggestions?
I'm too busy for a dog. It's common for me to be gone for 24-36 hours at a time. I don't have anything against cats so I asked to see what they have.
They had cats in general population and they had some in solitary confinement. I went to the solitary cats and asked to see their most difficult to adopt out.
They opened the cage of an estimated, 13 year old cat. They said that they won't adopt him out to anybody with kids, or other pets, and that he's slow to warm up to people. He liked me so I had them box him up. They had named him Emerald. That's a stripper's name so I changed it to (The Big) Lemeowski, or "Dude."
I got him home and set up a litter box in the basement and some food and water. We spent an hour with him crawling on me and then I headed to work and meetings. I got home 23 hours later.
I found 3 pooh piles in the dining room and nothing in the litter box. I haven't been successful finding urine. He had to pee right?
I got him a water fountain and set that up in the kitchen and put the food in the dining room.
Then I got another litter box and put that in one of my bathrooms. We went to sleep with no incidents. I left for another meeting and got home about 5 hours later. 5 more pooh piles but urine in the upstairs litter box.
When I was checking the basement box he stood at the top of the stairs and yelled at me. I went back upstairs and we ate. I went back downstairs for laundry and he stood at the top of the stairs and he yelled at me the whole time. Maybe he's afraid of the basement?
I brought that box upstairs. We'll see. I'm tired of cleaning the floor. He's an awesome cat and he deserves better than dying in Meowschwitz so I'm not going to take him back but I need to fix this.
Any suggestions?
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