pee-stained wood

The pee seeps everywhere... under the trash can, under the recycling bag, under the tiles, under the cat box. Everywhere except IN the cat box. Pee pee pee pee pee pee.

nothin

So the thing with the fair trade cleaner is....it sucks. don't waste your money. that's not entirely true, i mean it smells ok, not great but ok, it's just that it leaves an oily residue that makes the area you just tried to clean look dirty all over again in a different way. so great, i'm really happy i spent whatever i spent and i'm also really happy i bought two giant bottles of it.

yesterday i gave some $$ to the obama presidential exploratory committee, i would've given to the hillary camp too but she hasn't formerly launched the pre-preliminary committee or whatever it's called.

I'm baaaack

you know, i might have to change the title of this from the daily poop to pee pee heaven or something l'dat. so it's the new year, frankly or phranklee, i don't miss last year. i mean there are a few memorable moments, like my new job and new salary but so many things i wish didn't happen too. ashley's gone. august 24 the night of thursday of the first week at my new job. sux. perhaps the worst day of work i've ever had. i won't bore u with the details but really, i miss her to no end. it hurts to look at her picture and i can't get the sight of her laying there with her eyes open out of my head. i really can't shake it.

kela's now the alpha chick, she always was but i refused to acknowledge it while ashlee was around.

Seek And You Shall Find

Because i wasn't the first one home last night, i have only 2nd hand reports of the devestation. it turns out i didn't miss much. the usual suspects doing their regular plotting...poopin.

ashley's apparently had some dirt in it - big surprise, and willie's was the usual in-the-nook style.

i have to be honest. this morning when i got up, i saw poop in the nook and i ignored it. i might as well wait till i get home, i know there'll be more of it, so why not do it all at once you know.

oh, but before i leave, as i was sitting down to read last night in the living room, i smelled cat pee. it started in the middle and flowed down to the far corner where it pooled around an electric cord. i actually did get to read, but i was so tired from using an entire roll of paper towels, i think i read a page.

doggie diapers are xpensive!

The Monday Miracle

I remeber getting up a couple times during the night because ashley can't get off the floor. what this usually means is she's either pooped on the floor and wants to get away from it or that she thinks she might have an inkling of a feeling back there that something, maybe possibly, might come out and she somehow has a recollection that she's supposed to go outside when she gets this panciky feeling. But when I lift her up, there's nothing there. weird. i let her out the back door because she doesn't want to use the sliding glass door that we're standing in front of (I haven't figured out why), and then run back to bed because it's 55 degrees in the house and the floor is cold.

before lying down though, i watch her eat some dirt which has become the number one dog treat recently. A couple minutes later after i've drifted off back to sleep she bangs the door with her nose and i tromp back to let the princess in.

waking up to no poop means that a miracle has happened. no, really a true divine intervention! I enjoy a carefree morning passing out cat treats and boiling water for coffee. i feel like i'm on vacation.

The Day of Rest

So...it's Sunday almost bedtime, time to read and relax not time to clean up cat urine in the living room. I have a persian named willie. wil and i have been pals for a long time, in reality, I'm his mom and he's my son.

I'm curled up on the big chair in the lounge. i'm trying to read "Blink" when wil comes in and gives me the look. i pick him up and put him on my lap and smell urine. now the wool blanket stinks and my fingers are doused with a bit of urine dew. I take a deep breath, roll my eyes and put my book down. i'm really trying to ignore the fact that there's a pool of pee somewhere in the house seeping into the hardwood floor.

ten seconds pass...

I can't stand it. all i can think of is hardwood darkened with cat pee, the smell is secondary. i have to get up and search. first to the nook where i've gotten in the habit of laying paper towels down in a heap in one of his regular corners. it's dry. i go to the living room which has only recently become his soon-to-be favorite spot to unload. well i've found the puddle which is huge and because the house is just a bit settled, it's run down to the far corner of the room. oh, and i've stepped in it too. the paper towel roll was new yesterday but is now a few sheets shy of being all used up.

i'm not going to detail the entire cleanup because i'm tired of typing but here's a list of the poopin and peeing today.

ashley has pooped in the house 3 timess. she no longer does it outside.
wil pooped earlier in two once pristine rooms.
there was a little dash of poop on the counter but i'm not sure who's foot that came from.

it helps to write this down.