Last night, Mom, Dad and I were watching TV. Mom kept getting a whiff of stinky litter box which was strange because the litter box was clean and is on the other end of the house, in the bathroom. She looked under the throw pillow, on the floor, on the end table….nothing. Jamison had just been kneading her blanket so she thought maybe he tracked the stink on his paws.
About an hour later, Mom went to close the blinds and she saw something on top of the “Dad’s” couch.
“What in the….?!?!?!?”
The cat pooped on top of the couch! HE POOPED….ON THE COUCH!
Since it was just a little bit, Mom thinks he had an accident and it “fell out”. ROFL!
So much for staying classy….