Was woken by Madam licking my nose and giving head bops this morning. I thought it was lubbly. Really should have known better..... I was being softened up.
Got up to discover that someone didn't make it to the litter tray (or got out too early). I don't think it was a protest poo, she just needs to be seated for the whole performance. As it wasn't squitty, I cleared that up with a deft flick of loo paper and broom.
Before I got up and while I was lying there gathering the strength to get up, I'd heard her peeing. You don't normally hear that. Yes, she's done it in the rubber boot tray her litter tray is kept in. Sigh. Slooshed it down, left it in the garden to dry.
Still that's all. Right? Yeah? No.
Yes, she's managed The Triple! On the kitchen floor.Hairball!
She glanced at her brekkie and then pottered off back to bed.