OK - Here's one for you Mick.

I knew I was going away for a couple of weeks so I carefully made arrangements for my cat to be fed, etc. I told my friend to always leave the door to the bsmt. open because that was where her cat box was.

When I returned, I opened the door and the entire living room was covered in cat hair. There had been a heat wave and she had been locked upstairs with no water and no catbox. The poor thing! I quickly cared for her and then began sniffing around. I was really puzzled. Where was the shit?

I found it that night. She had shit in the bathtub and carefully pushed every piece down the drain!

Yes, it meant that I had a disgusting job to do but talk about dignity! I have a whole new respect for my little feline.

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