temporarily me » Ugh, my cat

August 17th, 2006

First of all let me say that I am VERY much an advocate for animals. I love them and try to do what I can to help them. I care for my own no matter the cost and provide them with anything and everything that they need.

But I think I am starting to HATE my cat. He’s so dirty! He just pissed all over my bra I had thrown to the basement to go in the laundry - so it was dirty anyway, but fuck!
He shits on the carpet in the laundry room. I have washed it scrubbed it and used animal odour removers to get him to stop and sure enough.. there’s a fresh pile, near the litter box. The litter box is cleaned - I’ve cleaned it… I’ve washed it out, made sure it’s emptied, fresh litter… he uses it.. but still insists on shitting on my floor!
The barfs his food that he devours too fast all over the basement carpet and leaves random hair balls everywhere. He sits on my window sills and leaves dirty ass little foot prints all over.
Some times he even leaves a bloody bum print. *GAG, GAG, GAG* When he sits on the window, or the kitchen floor (I’ve talked to the vet about this and it’s “normal” he said since Connor eats dry foods, and not to worry if it’s on the outside, once it’s mixed with his poops then I have to consult the vet again.)

But fuck, I am so sick of how dirty he is, and with Carter exploring more and more it’s really getting to me. He doesn’t need to venture into that disgusting mess - though I am very careful to clean it all up.

I refuse to get rid of the cat, though many have suggested it. A lot actually, it’s almost insulting how many times my mom says “get rid of that cat” and she doesn’t even know the half of his messes. I made a life long commitment to him and I promise to keep it. Even if I am miserable in the process.

I swear he’s the devil.