This section is going to be a bit gross – if you’re eating or have a weak stomach, you might want to skip it.
I was in the kitten room yesterday afternoon, snuggling with Tina Louise, when I saw little Spanky get into the litter box. Since I’d just cleaned out the litter box, and there’s nothing these kittens love MORE than a clean litter box, it was par for the course. Spanky hunkered down, and a moment later I heard the distinct sounds of a kitten having diarrhea.
From across the room, Maryanne heard the same noises, and went to investigate. She climbed into the litterbox with Spanky, sniffed around, sniffed some more, and then did a little scratching around in the litter.
When she came out of the litter box a few minutes later, she had splatters of poo across her face and the top of her head.
When she came out of the litter box, Spanky took the opportunity to tromp through the pile of poo, and so I had to ask Fred to come up and hold he and Maryanne while I scrubbed the poo off them with baby wipes.
2006: No entry.
2005: Love that Flossie.