I think that I may have just figured it out and I'm heartsick over it. I took a shower just a while ago and while I was in the shower, she was sitting on the toilet, instead of on the sink countertop, and she was crying. I got out of the shower and said "What's wrong, Puddy?" and she kept crying, then hopped back up onto the sink countertop and into the sink and peed. Sigh. Ok, she's done that before and I did have the bathroom door closed, so she couldn't get to her litterbox, so it's easily forgiven. So I proceeded to blowdry my hair, put on my moisturizer, etc. and she began to cry again, went into the sink and started scratching the sink. I thought "OMG, she's going to have a bowel movement!" So I quickly moved her to the litterbox and she did indeed go. So. I think her senility has taken over; she thinks the sink is her litterbox and if she has the urgency to go, she wants to be near it. She has her lucid moments but by far, she's more out of it than ever. Senility is one thing but if it's going to keep her from enjoying life forever and keep her emotionally chained to the bathroom sink countertop, then I'm afraid that I'd be doing her a disservice if I allow it to continue. I'm just heartsick about this. I fear that I've lost my little Puddy.
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