Note: This is a post about cats and their peculiar bathroom habits. If you are not a cat or animal lover you may want to delete right now although my cats will be terribly offended!
If you have been reading my blog for a while, you know I have one older cat and two younger ones. I cater to my older cat Jake because he has health issues. I want to make his life as comfortable as possible because I never know how long he will be around.
Part of that means that I make his….ummmm….er…..bathroom trips convenient for him.
We have an acre of litter boxes in our finished basement. There is enough sand there to rebuild the dunes in New Jersey that Hurricane Sandy washed away. Just ask the beloved husband. He has hauled tons of sandy litter down the steps. I get the pleasure of hauling it up with “gifts” in it.
During Jake’s last health crisis (if you really want to know click here and here) it became apparent that walking the uncarpeted steps down to the warm, beautifully finished basement was a bit much for him so I did some research. There is no room for a litter box on the first floor and I’m not wild about having a stinky litter box on the bedroom floor. However, I found this new litter box. (Keep in mind here that I am a real sucker for any claim that says it makes scooping poop easier.) It’s called a Litter Genie.
It’s a container that is lined with a plastic bag. You flip the top to put the “stuff” in and then pull a flap. The “gifts” go down to the bottom section and there are two closures that trap the smell. I thought it was worth a try especially since I found a coupon that gave it to me for half price.
I like the system. For one cat it must be a real breeze. I put it in the upstairs main bath (that no one uses). It’s very convenient to scoop and the odor is contained. I was hoping only Jake would use it but that what was I thinking.
I thought I was clear that this was for the geriatric cat but no! My acute hearing picked up the sound of moving sand. I heard it often even when Jake was asleep on the chair.
The other two were very forceful in their response. “What! A new litter box! What do you mean we can’t use it!” Reasoning with a cat is like reasoning with a child.
They just had to explore and put their scent in it….again and again. That means that the capacity which says it holds two weeks’ worth of “stuff” for one cat holds about two days’ worth for my three overachievers.
I now have three cats who didn’t like sharing the acre of litter boxes in the basement using one, only one litter box, upstairs.
The basement cat poop room with exhaust fan doesn’t get much use these days. I am trying to figure out a way to make that spot more exciting. Maybe some pin-up pictures of Garfield would work? Maybe build a kitty spa? Grow catnip under lights? Tell them they can’t go there?