So I will start off saying that I have had Dinky from 1999, to when ever he shall die. So he’s about 13 years old, but acts like he’s a fifty year old man. So I have had when he was a tiny kitten and would sleep on my pillow with me, till now where he sleeps everywhere and I mean everywhere. He went from this really cute kitten who would follow me everywhere, to the kind of dick who meows about everything and anything.

But every now that wonderful ‘crappy’ accessory that almost every inside cat comes with. My cat is not a little cat, don’t let the name fool you. I thought he was a female and I was wrong, so kitty turned into Dinky. So he went from that cute little standard kitty box to a larger one. And if you are wondering yes, those crap boxes come in sizes, just like sweatshirts. So my Dinky cat grew from small, to medium and that was all cool. I like fluffy cats, and Dinky is cool. But then he started to do this weird thing where he would sit on the edge of the box and crap on the outside. WTF! So I went to a larger box, still same problem. So now his box is a Rubbermaid storage box, with a door cut into the side, finally no poop on the out side but, that is a pain to clean. So today I had that honor.

I can see why my father was never a cat person, the box is a big problem. I think in exchange for how crappy of a job that is, it is always fun to see him play with catnip. Tomorrow I think I’ll entertain myself with a show of carpet swimming by the big, fluffy, oversized cat named Dinky.

Happy Reading!

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