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October 10, 2005

Can you cure a cat from pissing on the floor?

I thought that since Sissy gave me the keys, I should use them.

Espy, my beloved 9 year old cat periodically pees on my floor. She has designated places, typically corners. Often times though, she enjoys peeing on my belongings, such as a purse or an electric screw driver. I can sometimes link the pungent gift to retaliation; like the time she peed in my overnight bag 10 minutes before I was to leave or the time she peed on Bou’s boys’ swim suits when she was packing them up to leave. I’ve just decided she is neurotic and it’s best to keep things off the floor.

Flam, my love interest, is a huge cat lover and accepts Espy with all of her quirks. He’s heard me complain about the clean ups and all the past stories. I told him that I needed to spend time with her so we split our sleep-overs evenly between his and my house.

Saturday night.

Flam: Mo- have you noticed that Espy hasn’t peed lately?

Me: Yes, she’s been really good.

Flam: Hmmm, why do you think that is?

Me: (knowing what he was getting at, but playing stupid) I don’t know. I just never know with her.

Flam: Well, we have been spending a lot of time here. I think it’s because of me. I’m a good influence, she likes me.

Me: (not believing a word of this) That could be it, you never know with her.

Jump to Sunday morning. I’m in the other room and Flam is putting his shoes on.

Flam: MO! I think Espy peed on my shoes!

Me: Really? I am so sorry. (thinking – I told you so many times not to leave your bag on the floor)

Flam leaves and I clean the over night bag of the cat scent. Later Sunday night Flam explains to me that he just can’t get over Espy peeing on his shoes.

Flam: Why would she do this to me? More than anything, I’m just so hurt. I’ve stood up for her.

So I wonder, did he really think that he had cured her? That his presence for a couple months had done away with years of neurotic behavior? I’ve just learned to take her one day at a time, keep plenty of bottles of Nature’s Miracle around and keep my Coach purses off the floor.

Posted by Morrigan at October 10, 2005 09:03 PM | TrackBack

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My old cat Samantha pissed all over my ex's clothes. She would also wait until I made up his kid's beds and then take a dump and cover it up with the blanket. All of which I kept hidden - it was just her way. BUT...she also thought she was a guard dog. Wouldn't let anyone in the house if I wasn't there. I ended up putting her on phenobarbtyl (spelling). Every time I took her to the vet she'd hiss and roll over and show her belly (while still hissing). Doc said she was psycotic. I say she was just picking up my personality. ;-)

Posted by: Tammi at October 10, 2005 09:50 PM

I can't believe you don't have that damn cat on Kitty Prozac yet. She's a complete whack job. Really.

Tell Flam not to take it personally. She is a LUN-A-TIC. Afterall, she peed on your cordless screw driver. Who pees on a frickin' power tool?!!!

Posted by: Bou at October 10, 2005 10:44 PM


Notice, she has NEVER peed on my stuff!! AND she sat with me and let me pet her! :-P

Tell Flam that I'm her favorite :-) hehehe

Posted by: Sissy at October 11, 2005 02:56 AM

I took care of a cat for one year who pooped everywhere. She was definitely a wacko cat.
When I moved out I found old poop in hidden places!

Posted by: Susan at October 11, 2005 05:35 AM

Hmmm, perhaps she was just teaching him a lesson to never underestimate the power of the Cat!

Posted by: oddybobo at October 11, 2005 08:24 AM

Hahahahaha! Flam actually thought he had cured her? I think it's a man thing with her and you. Notice - she never peed on my stuff and how many times did I stay at your house? Like a million.. She never peed on Sissy's stuff. But yet, she pees on your stuff and anything guy related. I agree with Bou, maybe kitty prozac may be the answer. Poor Espy..

Posted by: Napster at October 11, 2005 11:07 AM

I'm not a cat lover... there are some cool cats, hence the phrase, but most of them are just part of a horrendous infection spreading across the world.

I don't know exactly how your cat acts, but I do think that Napster has it pegged. My brother, who used to love cats, has been the target of his girlfriend's cats. And if she spends any serious time with him, she gets it as well.

Further proof that cats are evil, spiteful, demons from hell... :)

Posted by: That 1 Guy at October 11, 2005 11:36 AM

This one's simple. Flam was leaving, and Espy was mad. Since she's associated the shoes with Flam leaving, post hoc, ergo hoc it's the shoes' fault. The purse may well be suffering the same fate.

You have a cat with seperation anxiety....

Posted by: Kentucky Packrat at October 11, 2005 11:40 AM

LOL! Glad it is your pet and not mine!

Posted by: vw bug at October 11, 2005 01:08 PM

I think Kentucky Packrat is onto something. It doesn't explain the power tool, but it sure as hell explains EVERYTHING else she's ever peed on.

Only one cure for that, my friend. Kitty Prozac!!! Get thee to the Vet!

Posted by: Bou at October 11, 2005 05:12 PM


Posted by: Toluca Nole at October 12, 2005 04:53 PM

the toddlers have yet to pee on my coach purse, however they did get peppermint stick fingerprints all over it.....

lesson here is peppermint smells better than pee...

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at October 15, 2005 01:00 AM