This was all on tuesday. Since then she has fucking well decided that she likes the litter box and has used it since. $166 for nothing well spent. (that's not even including the medication we ordered)

I'm going to make her into a fuzzy hat.

My fat cat (lives with parents) was on anti-anxiety medication after our dog died cause he was so stressed out that he stripped the fur from his legs by chewing at them. The meds didn't help, but apparently they have a 50-90% success rate for litter box mishaps, depending on the brand.

The cat owns you.

Get a fucking dog and stop whining.

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Mortious attempted to be funny by writing:
You don't own a cat.

The cat owns you.

Get a fucking dog and stop whining.

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I want a dog as well, but there's no room for a dog in my tiny apartment.

She even named them awful things like "Preston" and "Marly" but fortunately she allowed me to name one "THE MEOWSTER" (i.e. THE MASTER)

Here are the beasts

THE MEOWSTER is the one not being a conformist pro-establishment whore

Steven Steve fucked around with this message on 04-24-2008 at 08:06 PM.

And now you're mad at it because it turns out it didn't have anything wrong with it?

I was willing to do anything to stop this.. It's not like it just started happening. This has been going on for months, and we had tried EVERYTHING. Now it just turns out that she likes a separate litter box in the front room.

Ares fucked around with this message on 04-28-2008 at 01:17 AM.

Tarquinn fucked around with this message on 04-28-2008 at 01:31 PM.

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Tarquinn spewed forth this undeniable truth:
Anti-anxiety medication for a cat?! I... I lack the words to express my feeling of... I don't know, I'm speechless. :psyduck:

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Those cats have it difficult, yanno... Lying around all day, having to get up to kill squirrels and pigeons, being useless in general... It's trying. =(

Nina fucked around with this message on 04-28-2008 at 03:12 PM.