MadFruCat has only had a shit in the bath once. Well, it's the only shit he's had inside, but it was my fault for leaving him with no means to get outside - totally accidentally on my part. But I was rather impressed really, at least it's easy to clean up when it's in the bath.
At the moment, I'm half tempted to turn them both (the other one is DozyFruCat) into Davy Crockett hats because they're waking me up at 5am for their breakfasts.
Actually, this is the way it goes :
MFC 5am jumps on the bed and demands food - I stumble, half-asleep, into the kitchen and put his food down. Go back to bed. Just dropping off to sleep with the start of a good dream when :
DFC, 5.30am jumps on the bed and demands food - I stumble, half-asleep into the kitchen and put his food down. Go back to bed. Just dropping off to sleep with the start of a good dream when :
it all starts over again with demands to be let out. They can get outside without my input ... but, oh no, I have to let them out of the front door ... because only the damn front door will do.
I'm exhausted I tell you. DP, meanwhile, half-awakes from his snoring to say "which one is it?" and then turns over to go back to sleep with a giggle.