Yet another cat story
I keep thinking of good topics, but then not posting them. Right now I am in the midst of exam madness so am desperately reading cases from 1846 hoping that they are somehow relevant to life today.
I'm only really worried about one - our prof has covered a tonne of material in a rather illogical way. A classmate who doesn't often come attended our make-up session today and he looked over at me and said "Is he usually this incoherent?" Um... yeah.
I spent an absurd amount of money on cat vet bills today. Turns out the peeing on the sofa? Wasn't the kittens - was one of my own, obviously in a fit of pique. Trouble is, the pique, and the pee continues. D and I actually decided we needed a new sofa since the old one, a lovely down thing, was saturated.
I bought that sofa when I inherited money from my grandmother several years ago. Can I just say, 21 is a terrible age to inherit money? I really, really wish it had been held off until I was 25, or I at least wish my mother had insisted I get a financial planner. Anyway, I somehow justified to myself that I should spend a big chunk of money on an enormous down sofa. Our whole pine bedroom set, which we had custom stained, cost less. And less than seven years later, I am getting rid of it. I do not think that couch paid for itself. And it was a bitch to move - on four occasions I paid people to haul it over balconies with cranes and other contraptions - it was huge. But although it felt wasteful to get rid of this major piece of furniture so soon, in some ways it felt kind of good to say goodbye, like it was some kind of reminder of my frivolity. Which makes no sense since buying new furniture is obviously frivolous.
But anyway - we have a new sofa which we hoped would stay pee-free since it wouldn't have that delightful ammonia odour to lure her over. Just in case we covered it with a plastic sheet - classy, I know! But thank god we did as it turns out the cat attempted her old (new?) trick again. So after paying $240 to rule out medical causes for her habit, I have just purchased vet-recommended $88 pheremone spray in order to deter her from peeing. Ridiculous - I know... at this rate we might as well just buy a new sofa every time she does it.
Also I have forbidden D from telling his parents the true reason for our sofa purchase... I just know it will come back to haunt me if they know our cats pee on things and there will be jabs about their hygiene habits and our housekeeping. I just don't want them to know.
I promise this blog won't turn into "adventures of my cat" but that's pretty much all I got going on these days.
I'm only really worried about one - our prof has covered a tonne of material in a rather illogical way. A classmate who doesn't often come attended our make-up session today and he looked over at me and said "Is he usually this incoherent?" Um... yeah.
I spent an absurd amount of money on cat vet bills today. Turns out the peeing on the sofa? Wasn't the kittens - was one of my own, obviously in a fit of pique. Trouble is, the pique, and the pee continues. D and I actually decided we needed a new sofa since the old one, a lovely down thing, was saturated.
I bought that sofa when I inherited money from my grandmother several years ago. Can I just say, 21 is a terrible age to inherit money? I really, really wish it had been held off until I was 25, or I at least wish my mother had insisted I get a financial planner. Anyway, I somehow justified to myself that I should spend a big chunk of money on an enormous down sofa. Our whole pine bedroom set, which we had custom stained, cost less. And less than seven years later, I am getting rid of it. I do not think that couch paid for itself. And it was a bitch to move - on four occasions I paid people to haul it over balconies with cranes and other contraptions - it was huge. But although it felt wasteful to get rid of this major piece of furniture so soon, in some ways it felt kind of good to say goodbye, like it was some kind of reminder of my frivolity. Which makes no sense since buying new furniture is obviously frivolous.
But anyway - we have a new sofa which we hoped would stay pee-free since it wouldn't have that delightful ammonia odour to lure her over. Just in case we covered it with a plastic sheet - classy, I know! But thank god we did as it turns out the cat attempted her old (new?) trick again. So after paying $240 to rule out medical causes for her habit, I have just purchased vet-recommended $88 pheremone spray in order to deter her from peeing. Ridiculous - I know... at this rate we might as well just buy a new sofa every time she does it.
Also I have forbidden D from telling his parents the true reason for our sofa purchase... I just know it will come back to haunt me if they know our cats pee on things and there will be jabs about their hygiene habits and our housekeeping. I just don't want them to know.
I promise this blog won't turn into "adventures of my cat" but that's pretty much all I got going on these days.
posted by grass @ 6:16 PM
1 Comments:
At 7:55 AM ,
Michelle said...
$88 bucks for spray, babycakes? Cats hate citrus - buy yourself some kind of citrus essential oils, and tuck some scented kerchiefs amongst the couch pillows. :) Would love to see the new couch, but I am sad the lovely Montauk is RIP! Good luck on your exams, I'll be thinking of you.
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