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So we pulled into Chick-fil-A and just about to park and my daughter yells “it’s a baby”. There against the curb was a tuxedo kitten, eyes matted shut and about 9 ounces! Yes, she’s ours now! Along with our six other rescues she was added to the family. But here’s the thing. Now, even at 6 months, she still hasn’t got that litter box thing down. Put her in the box and she pees. Let her run free in the house and she pees in the box. But wake her up and take her out of her carrier she sleeps and she plays, runs, drinks but you have to put her in the box. Then it’s kind of like “oh, guess I’d better do this” and she pees gallons. Leave her to herself and she may just come upstairs and pees on the couch!
Now, before she gets ready for bed I always clean all the cats boxes. As I’m digging in the boxes she will get in the one next to me and pee! I’ve rescued dozens of kittens, young cats, males and females ...never had one that just didn’t seem to “get it”.
Now I know about uti’s and all that but she’s more like Gracie Allen ( you have to be vintage to get that one!). Also she climbs on the counters and cabinets, jumps on my poor old Dolly’s back (our oldest rescue) and rides her like a pony. Frankly, almost all the “cat family” hates her with a passion except for sweet Henry, whose always been more like a rescue dad than the great big gray feral he was.
Any suggestions. Valium in her fancy feast or?
Now, before she gets ready for bed I always clean all the cats boxes. As I’m digging in the boxes she will get in the one next to me and pee! I’ve rescued dozens of kittens, young cats, males and females ...never had one that just didn’t seem to “get it”.
Now I know about uti’s and all that but she’s more like Gracie Allen ( you have to be vintage to get that one!). Also she climbs on the counters and cabinets, jumps on my poor old Dolly’s back (our oldest rescue) and rides her like a pony. Frankly, almost all the “cat family” hates her with a passion except for sweet Henry, whose always been more like a rescue dad than the great big gray feral he was.
Any suggestions. Valium in her fancy feast or?