Now that was a put-you-on-the-edge-of-your-seat title, wasn’t it? I missed my calling in advertising and marketing, I swear…
So, a lot has been happening around here. (Not really but humor me. It makes me feel good.)
…and depositing them into our floor vents.
And I’m okay with that.
The cats are great, actually. It still kind of surprises me that I have grown fond of them. Me? A cat person? Not. But hey, I guess I’m evolving. Go figure.
The dogs (we still have 2: Jack, our male Great Dane and Kasey, our shepherd mutt) get along well with the cats. Their absolute favorite thing in the world these days is foraging through the litter box and *gag* eating the contents with devilish delight as if they are pounding Godiva chocolates. I am not kidding you when I say that they stalk that litter box. And I could not be more offended by this behavior.
My vet came by the other day to give all of the animals a check up and she mentioned that Kasey had some tartar build up. YOU THINK???? Any advice on this subject would be more than appreciated. I know there are those of you out there with both dogs and cats in the same house. How you you deal with the catshiteating? HELP!
On a much more serious note, my vet also came by to bring Lillian home. I have to tell you that I had no idea what to expect when I asked for Lillian’s remains to be cremated. My cousin asked how I thought they would be returned to me and my answer was, “I picture a take out container.”
As I found out, it’s much nicer than that.
I guess this kills my plan to wear her ashes in a vile around my neck. The box weighs a good 5 pounds. Oh, Lillian… You never did anything small, did you?
And you can bet, she would have eaten the hell out of that littler box too. God, I miss that crazy bitch. *sigh*
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UGH…you’re serious when you say your dogs eat your cats dropping? I remember when you said your one dog ate scabs. Gross…BTW what are you regularly feeding those animals?
It’s usually a cardboard box, even for humans, unless you purchase a container. Methinks somene did something nice for Lil.
The cats are adorable! my dog jumps and catches flies and bees.
How come I never saw pics of the other dogs? I thought you only had Lillian?
They make special litter boxes now so that the dogs can’t get to the cat turds. Our cat stays outside. I have no clue where it shits or what eats it and I don’t want to know!
I’ve been thinking about you and Lillian a lot lately. Pioneer Woman had a Great Dane show up on her porch yesterday. Today’s post says he’s been reunited with his family. I’ve always wanted a brindle Dane so ended up looking at pictures of puppies on breeder’s sites yesterday. Sigh. I don’t think my husband will ever let me have one so I’ll get my revenge by getting purse dogs some day. That’ll show him.
My dogs did the same disgusting eating when I had cats. We stopped them by having an extremely heavy piece of L-shaped metal surround the cat box. The box was in a corner so three sides were blocked off and the metal sheeting was just far enough away from one wall to allow the cats access. Dogs couldn’t get by. Hope this makes sense.
The cat litter thing. We have ours in a closet with a baby gate in front of the door. That way the cats can get in (over or under) and the dog cannot. Because I could not take the litter box hunting. Horrifying.
Ha! Yes, Erica, she eats scabs too.
I feed them both Purina Dog Chow. They get enough to eat – they are just GRODY PIRATE WHORE DOGS! (that I love)
Good to know about the cat box that keeps the dogs out- our Buddy loves him some cat shit!
R.I.P lillian-beautiful box-we have our beloved Norman on our book shelf in the family room-we say good morning and talk to him often- I know you get that and I’m not crazy. Have a good weekend.
I have two smaller (because they were cats) boxes on a shelf of my entertainment center with little plaques on them. I don’t know what to do with them. They also came with little ceramic hearts with the cats names on them and a paw imprint. I’m torn about those too, because I know the cats were gone when they were made, and that kind of creeps me out, but it’s also pretty personal and commemorative.
First the cat-shit eating. We have ours blocked by a baby gate. It’s in the utility/laundry room and there is a doorway between it and the rest of the house. The baby gate keeps the dogs out. I seriously can’t handle the cat-shit eating and until we put up the gate the dogs were constantly getting thrown outside because I could not handle it.
When Willie died I had him cremated and they returned him to me in a round black with tan flower print box. It’s not wood but it’s better quality than cardboard. Husband promised me we would find a nice urn or box for him. That was two and half years ago. I think someone must have done something nice for Lil too.
I saw that great dane on PW’s site too and thought of you and Lillian.
What a beautiful memorial of Lillian! Makes it all too real that she really is gone.
I think the baby gate ideas have some sound merit – you should try that. I have a gate if you need one.
What a beautiful box. It is surprising how much the ashes weigh isn’t it? **Lots of hugs to you!**
Let me preface this by saying – I know this is awful.
But.
My initial thought is -
YAY! You don’t have to scoop cat shit!
Those places that take care of our animals after they leave their families do a wonderful job, don’t they?
Regarding the catcrap-eating…when I worked with vets, eons ago, there was this powder that you put on the food of the crapper making it not so appetizing (imagine that) after it is deposited in the litter box – then when the eater of the crap comes around it is not so yummy after all. Don’t remember the name of it or if they still carry it but I thought I would give my two cents
I never heard of this catshiteating before??!!@@##
But this sure made me laugh. Thanks for that.
I have a dog that eats the cat stuff too, we put in a pet door and put the boxs where the dog couldnt get them… I call them her crunchy kitty treats when she would get them, lol eww
You have me laughing so hard, I have to pee.
My beautiful girl Schatten passed in Nov of 2008 due to cancer and her ashes are in the same type of wood box that Lillians are in, with pretty flowers carved into the top. I didn’t get a name plate but i know who she is…I miss her everyday. She rests in my bay window in my kitchen and I talk to her every morning….sigh.
Neither Schatten nor Max ever ate kitty poo even when we had kitties. I would say you just have to teach them that it’s not food, but maybe a baby gate would be easier!
This is going to sound so totally, unbelievably evil, but we dealt with the cat-shit-eating problem with Lysol deodorizing spray. Because we keep the cat box in the spare bathroom, we bought a Lysol spray that went off every x number of minutes. The cats eventually adjusted to it and learned not to run out of the cat box with a dingleberry every time it went off. But the dog? It scared the crap out of the dog so badly that he has yet to return to that mysterious otherworldly place called the cat box.
It was sort of an inadvertent win, actually. Now the bathroom smells almost-great and the dog’s breath doesn’t smell like cat shit.
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