Last night around nine pm Ruby was digging on the bed covers, we yelled at her to stop (that's what she does before she pees) and went to bed.
At four in the morning, Dim wakes me up ever-so-gently ("GOD DAMMIT!") to tell me that Ruby had pissed all over him and his side of the mattress.
While Dimitri tried to decipher the oh-so-complicated instructions on the washing machine, ("You mean I turn this on and it fills with water? Whoa.") I went out to the garage to check Ruby's box. There was a dead rat in it.
No wonder she didn't want to pee in it.
That poor cat was holding her bladder from nine pm until four am, when she couldn't take it anymore. She was trying to tell us there was a problem and we didn't pick up on it.
Dumb humans.
Posted by Jen at June 12, 2005 1:08 AM