This is Lybbi. Most of you have never seen her. She is my elusive kitty. I bought her from a pet store about six years ago. I actually drug her out from the back of a dirty cat box. She was terrified and wouldn't dare come out to visit with the rest of the 15+ kittens also in the same space. She is frightened by nature and goes through life honestly believing that 90% of anything in sight is about to kill her. To me, this characteristic is mostly endearing. I am usually not the one she runs from. Because of this, she has a way of making me feel special in some way. In reality I'm sure the only reason is because I feed her and pick up after her, but I like to believe it's because of my kind spirit. :) Right.
The downside to Lybbi is her bathroom habits. I mostly keep this little issue quiet because frankly, it's frustrating and annoying and really it's not much to talk about. But the darn cat just refuses to use a cat box. After writing the last paragraph though, I'm starting to wonder if dragging her out of a dirty cat box just before choosing to take her home, might have something to do with it. Maybe it's some sort of ptsd or something that she carries with her. Some of you may think that is funny, but I'm serious. That cat just simply won't use a cat box... period. So how on earth does this work you ask???? Let's just say it's been a long long road finding something that works for both of us. I use a wonderful thing called puppy pads. They are easy to use... easy to clean up... and keep any smells to a minimum. I believe that most people who purchase these wonderful things, only do so for a few months... until puppy is trained to pee wherever necessary to go about life. For me... I have been buying them for about five years. It would be shocking to see what I spend on them. I think it is similar to having a baby in diapers for... well... forever. (okay probably a little cheaper... I've never had a baby in diapers. :) As for #2??? Well, that usually just ends up right on the floor... about a foot from the cat box. Seriously? Yes... seriously. So... I'm not telling you all this to gross you out and make you all think that I am dirty and crazy for tolerating this. Honestly, I figure if she continues to use the pads, it's just a compromise. And really, I just love her too much. Plus... when I look at a picture like the one above... it makes it all that much easier.
Any comments on other cat issue solutions would be very much appreciated... until then. It's business as usual. :) Aren't you all glad I decided to post a blog... especially one like this. He he... yuk. Sorry. :)
