So our beloved Cougie-bear has a small pishy problem. If you leave shoes or a bag out, he will just pee in it. It does not matter if it is ours, yours, theirs, or the boogey man’s, he’ll pee on or in it. It’s just one of his special traits.
So here I am, on the sofa, Narda having just forgotten to put her shoes in the closet, and I spotted a small glisten on the hardwood floor around her shoes. I stopped to investigate, and lo and behold, Cougie peed on her shoes. We cleaned it up, used some lovely orange glo cleaner, put her shoes in a plastic bag to be put in the washing machine, and we think we’re done.
But we both look at eachother. We smell it. cat pee. And we CAN’T FIND IT. We are crawling around the couch, the coffee table, pulling things out, smelling EVERYTHING, and we CAN’T FIND THE CAT PEE. But then as soon as we sit on the couch, we smell it.
I’m totally baffled. It’s NOT on the couch. It’s not behind or under the couch, either.
We were wondering why, after every time a soft breeze blew in the window, it got a bit stronger… We lifted the couch cushions, etc. And then Narda got down on her hands and knees around the couch, and BINGO! The wool rug.
He probably peed ON something that someone left on that corner of the rug. And LONG enough ago that the spot is BONE DRY. So it’s DRIED IN PEE. Ugh. Narda’s using a bit of Resolve now, but I don’t have the heart to tell her it’s futile to remove the odor of cat pee. I think we need to get that organic apple stuff. But hopefully, at least it will do for now.
side note – I updated based on Narda’s suggestion – I said Mazel Tov, we found the pee, she said: “are you going to update your blog?”
I guess so.
And of course, ANY and ALL cat pee odor removal suggestions are welcome. I prefer organic, Narda likes full force chemical assault. Just remember who writes the blog when you offer suggestions….
OK, AS I was writing this, Narda calls from the bathroom, saying she needed help, as Cougie was just peeing on the floor (she was um, indisposed). He usually goes IN the litter box, faces the back, and gets a little out of the box, because someone faied to teach him that it’s his ASS that has to be IN the litter box, not his HEAD, in order for his pishy to make it IN the litter box, but he’s our special little guy, and cute as ALL get out, and 13 years old, so we forgive him for MUCH. But just now, OY! He just went and peed on the carpet that the litter box sits ON. I know it’s his way of saying, “look lady. I am prissy and I LIKE a clean litter box.. I know you scooped the stuff this am, but REALLY. Could you just change the whole gosh darn thing for me please? I’m a little delicate.” Or at least that’s what he would say if he could use words. And he then proceeded to go and eat his kibble, as if NOTHING happened.
I think this is Ha’Shem’s way of training us to CONSTANTLY be cleaning up pishy and poopy things. Have I told you that he poops in the shower? I mean, if you’re going to poop somewhere totally inappropriate, the shower is as good as any – I always know where it is, and it’s easy clean up. More or less.
And in all honesty, it just makes you laugh. I mean, I know when it’s his FLUTD, and when he’s just acting out. And it’s usually just acting out. OY.