Mystery
Hello innernets! Merlin here.
So we have a big mystery at our house this morning.
*Someone* pooped and peed on the bathmat during the night. And then, between Dad leaving for work and Mom getting up, *someone* pooped on Max's bed in the kitchen (Max's bed is really a big bathmat, too)...
Who dunit?
I wanted to blame it on Max, since Mom says that the pee didn't smell like cat pee. Not very ammonia-like. BUT.... there wasn't that much of it. And the poop, Mom says, is too small to be from a woofie. Plus, Max was outside when the second incident occurred. So I guess he's in the clear.
This morning, neither I nor Dobby appeared to behave like a guilty kitty... Also, nobody seems to be feelin' poorly. So Mom is completely stumped. Neither of us has ever not used the litter box. So she's gonna go buy new litter boxes and fill them with fresh litter, in case the boxes are offending us. But I'm not giving her any hints...
Pee ess: Mom's March Madness is over. She says she's got March Sadness now. But maybe she'll have more time for bloggin' anyway...