Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Quite possibly the sickest thing that's ever happened to me...

I was just upstairs cleaning litter box #2 that has not been cleaned for a while. Pretty much every single space in that box was covered in some sort of clump or mound. One entire side was all globbed together and it was as hard as clay. It's hot as hell up there, I'm sweating and I'm digging in full force with the scooper and as I start to lift it up the handle snaps off and chunks of litter clumps and granules smack my face like a meteor shower. I even had a clump stuck to my top lip. I can still smell the litter even though I scrubbed my face, neck and entire top portion of my body.

I never thought I'd say this about my precious little Chumley, but can someone tell me why we continue to keep this cat around?!? Ohhh, that's right. Because he's oh so loving in the mornings...



5 comments:

ChiTown Girl said...

Since Chum is such an agreeable chap, why don't you work on training him to actually use the toilet. I've heard of it being done before (besides in Meet the Fockers!). Maybe you can work on Chum while I work on my kindergarteners! Haha!

Bridget said...

There's the lovable Chumley I miss so much!

Christina Shaver said...

Your poop story is DISGUSTING!!!!!!! Ew. And I know how you feel. Every day I pray that I don't get poop on me. One day I accidentally baby wiped a strand of my own long hair into Evan's poopy butt. GROSS.

Smileygirl said...

Ok THAT'S Gross. For some reason animal poop doesn't gross me out as much as human poop. Tom would be on diaper duty 24/7 if we had a kid. Or I'd just wait til he got home from work to change the poopy diapers.

byffi said...

The scariest thing about the above comment is that it's completely true!!!!