I solved the parlour carpet problem by moving the litter box upstairs to the coat closet, so Watson doesn’t have so far to go when the urge strikes, and replacing the pissed-on green Bokhara with a less beautiful but still quite acceptable old red Persian that has never been pissed on, at least not lately, or by Watson.

The freshly cleaned green Bokhara is rolled up and stowed in the basement. I don’t know yet when or where it will be deployed again, but it’s too nice to let slip through my fingers.

As for the windows, the new furniture arrangement actually provides better sight-lines. But cats hate change, and that’s that.