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We've got four litter boxes around the house (from t he good-old "training days"), and the other three are fanatic about going outside. They all have their own "tree", and I guess they don't feel comfortable eliminating anywhere else unless the weather is really bad. Maybe she associates the other boxes with other cats? But that doesn't really make sense either, since they all have trees.
I bought one of those a very long time ago; I don't know whether they've changed, but I doubt it.
It's a clear plastic tray that you put under the toilet seat and over the toilet bowl, and put litter in. Gradually you reduce the amount of litter, so that the cat sees the water underneath (if I remember correctly). The problem is, of course, that reducing the litter leaves the cat unable to cover things, and therefore makes her reluctant to use it.
Some cats have taught themselves to use the toilet; I even know of one who flushed afterwards. But unless the cat is the one who wants to use the toilet, all toilet training efforts are extremely likely to fail.
@Tallyollyopia, the only way I know is to try it and see what happens. But, I've been thinking about it, and it could be that she just needs a separate litter box for urine. Jasmine is that way -- one box for peeing, the other for pooping. Try that first, if it's possible with the other cats around.
Margret
I've had those--and you probably need a doctor. I don't know what they are, exactly, but they clear up with antibiotics.
Poor Artie. I just want to cry. I want to snuggle him and tell him it's ok - covered in poop or not.
I woke up today covered in a fine rash and itching everywhere. I don't know why. I have really sensitive skin, but I haven't used any new soaps, lotions, laundry soaps, etc. It's driving me nuts. I have benadryl, but it makes me really sleepy and I'm working and I get in trouble if I yawn or if there's "a yawn in my voice." They've been real jerks to me since I went above their heads about something I was doing right that they said I was doing wrong and caused them all to get retrained on it. I'll accept criticism if it's deserved, but when I'm right, I will not put up with it. It's been really stressing me out, though. I get enough sleep and I've been ingesting so much caffeine it's probably not healthy, but I still have trouble not yawning. I don't know what to do. I don't know how to stop myself from yawning. And if I use my mute button while I'm yawning, I get in trouble for pausing during the survey. I'm at a loss and it's frustrating.
I also have this bump on my armpit and I don't know what it is. It started out the size of a pimple, but it was really hard. Over the past several days, it's gotten bigger and it's almost the size of a marble and still very hard and hurts like heck. Unfortunately, I don't have the money to go to the doctor. Hopefully it's not something that will kill me.
On a positive not, I had a blast with the boys and the bagful of new toys I got them. Hopefully Mickey will get more confident with toys and stop acting so hesitant. He has fun once he gets going, but he acts a bit confused by them. Maybe he never had toys at his other place or he got in trouble for playing with things because they were the kids' toys. I have no clue.
I've had customers at the store break out in tears because I was so "nice". I hate to think about what they're going through that I'm the best thing they've come into contact with all day. Now, I do have an impertinent question, and you can tell me where to shove it if you like, but is it possible you could be pregnant? (If not, please remember, I'm just trying to help you with your symptoms.)
OMG; I just had to take an extra break and I don't care if they have a problem with it or not. I just called a woman who was crying, telling me how well Enterprise treated her when she had to rent a car after an accident that killed her daughter. So now I'm bawling. I have to take a few minutes. That was completely unexpected - I feel so bad for her and I can't even imagine how hard that would have been. I mean, what do you even say to that??? I'm crying so hard I can't talk.
I get yelled at, cussed at, called every name in the book - that I can handle. This ripped me apart.