Some of you may recall I have a semi-feral cat that lives beneath my bed, and has for years. Her name is Minnie, she is probably 6 or so by now, goes to the vet rarely, comes out at night sometimes, but, NEVER in the daytime, and totally shuns all human contact. Frankly, I don't think she digs the other 5 cats, either. She is as quiet as a mouse.
Anyhow, I finally figured out the smell of urine was coming from beneath my bed. Now, I don't blame Minnie for this, it is prolly just as much Dakky during his pre-surgery trauma in March as it is Minnie. But, I do find little turds under the bed that I know are positively belong to Minnie. Don't ask how I know they are hers, just trust me on this one.
Anyhow, I finally made the decision to throw out my huge faux-oriental rug. A rug that my mom had bought for me in 1985, when she re-did my room after my freshman year at college. So, the rug truly owed me nothing at this point, but, I didn't want to get rid of it, if I had a choice. I didn't. It stunk.
So, out with the rug, and the pad. I cleaned the floor (all my wood floors were redone two years ago, so, cleaning wasn't a big deal). I decided at that point to "relocate" Minnie, the litter box in my bedroom closet, and the food station in my bedroom. Yep. I was going to move her back down to the basement, thinking she wouldn't mind it much. Are you thinking yet, "what were you thinking"????
So, I moved her down about 12 noon on Friday. She came up within 45 minutes. I moved her again about 4, back up shortly. I moved her down at 10 pm...yep, back up. Like a boomerang. Still thinking, "what are you thinking"????
I had closed the closet door to send the message to ALL cats that the privy was closed on this level. And, when I woke up in the am, Minnie was under the bed, no poop or pee under the bed, and I thought, "Yippee! She might live under the bed, but, she uses the litter box in the basement!"
I then thought, "what ARE you thinking? She obviously wants to live in the bedroom, she HAS lived in the bedroom for years. She needs food/water/box in the bedroom!!!"
So, I open the closet door, I go back down to the basement, get the box, bring it back upstairs, put it in the closet, and think, "wow, I smell urine...and it isn't from the box". I turn around, and see, much to my surprise, Minnie's thoughts about my previous efforts to relocate her.
On. My. Bed. The ONLY thing that makes me feel 2% better about myself is the fact that I had made the decision to reverse my decision BEFORE I found out her true thoughts.
Otherwise, what WAS I thinking?
We are now 5 days post-stupidity, Minnie is living under the bed, with 3 new area rugs, a fresh litter box in the closet, food at her ready, and life with the herd continues.
She is probably amazed at how quickly her hooman was trained!
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See she is a very smart kitty.. She got you trained very fast.. Thats why the saying is "Cats Have Staff"..
12/02
At least, now you know for sure that the bedroom is where she wants to stay.
Originally Posted by Cataholic
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