• Cat Drama

    Date: 2010.10.11 | Category: Angie Cat, Pets, Weirdness | Tags:

    Angie Cat makes life miserable. For us and herself.

    You see it all started a couple months ago when one of the cats started peeing by the front door. At first it just happened occasionally, and then it turned into every day, twice a day.

    And believe me, there is nothing worse than the smell of cat pee.

    At first we thought it was Sam Cat marking his territory. But then Mark caught Angie in action.

    Since then we’ve tried a number of things to stop this including, but not limited to:

    1. Trying to remove all traces of the odor. This has involved purchased sprays and homemade concoctions of baking soda, dish soap and hydrogen peroxide.
    2. Changing the litter box.
    3. Cleaning the litter box more frequently (much to Mark’s chagrin).
    4. Putting liners in the litter box.
    5. Screaming and yelling at her when she goes near the front door.

    And none of these things worked. Mark declared it was time to find a new home for the cats. I wasn’t ready to go there yet, but I did think we needed to take her to the vet. I mean, maybe it was just a bladder infection and a shot would fix it?

    What we found out at the vet made our heads spin.

    1. After trying to feel the cat’s bladder and being shut out by her gigantic layer of FAT, the vet first informed us Angie Cat is extremely obese. This we knew and have been trying to work on, but portioned out diet food doesn’t work, as she steals the other cat’s food as soon as he turns his head and gobbles it all up like a greedy little rat. In fact she gained a pound and a half since her last visit 6 months ago.

    2. There are any number of reasons she could have stopped using the litter box including: another cat outside, the door as a threshold, the current litter box spot isn’t private enough, the dogs suddenly got interested in what’s in the litter box, she’s a lazy ass and doesn’t want to go all the way to the box.

    So now we’ve had to adjust our lives in radical ways to combat a number of problems.

    1. Solution to dog problem: We now have to sprinkle a powder over the cats’ food that makes their poo taste nasty to dogs. Dogs can be so gross.
    2. Solution to obesity problem: Cat food goes down for 10 minutes, 3 times a day. What isn’t consumed is their loss. (Sam Cat has caught on and is thrilled Angie will no longer steal his food). However, this means the cats start in on us at 3am because they are mean little hungry monsters.
    3. Solution to peeing problem? Not so easy. We’ve reverted to the old litter box, kept the dogs out, and added a supplement to her food. STILL NOT WORKING.

    Outside of locking her in her own room, which we don’t have to spare, we’re running out of options.

    And here’s the kicker. What the vet thinks is the best solution for her problem? PROZAC. Yes, the vet thinks kitty should be on medication to chill her the hell out.

    We’re at our wits end and I don’t know what to do outside of wrapping her in a diaper and calling it a night. But then there’s that awful squeaking noise she’d make…