Dear Cat

[kajero]

I know you didn't like the new litter box Don bought you, but did you really have to use the guest room carpet to poop on and my beautiful quilt to pee on for two weeks? You just knew I don't check that downstairs room very often, didn't you?

Dear Cat:

What do you have against me in that downstairs room?

We couldn't get the smell out of the carpet so we re-carpeted the room. We decided to do away with the guest room and turn it in to a sewing room for me.
So now you had to get behind me when I was ironing a seam. I tripped on your tail and dropped the iron on the new carpet. The sole plate melted the carpet and now I have a impression of the bottom of the iron on my brand new carpet. Perhaps I should be thankful the melted carpet doesn't smell like the litter box episode.

And you wonder why I quit buying treats.

Love, Mom.

PS thank you for returning to use your old litter box.