Uh, not yet, but I will. The damned box had just been changed anyway. They’re washed, they’re clean. More importantly, they’re $8 a pair.
BTW, I knew they were there because they were only half-buried. My cats suck at digging.
Oh crap, one of my kitty overlords has come to see what I’m typing. Gotta go!
Another for leaving kitty be, or make him a home up high. I understand not wanting kitty on the countertops, but cats do like to escape to higher elevations. We always joke that if Bitey had a Chinese logogram, it’d be “rabbit-fox-squirrel-monkey-eagle”. I used to get annoyed when she got on top of the bookcase, but I got over it and put a blankie up there for her. I call it her eerie - she’s the only one that can get up there, so it’s her secret escape from the boys. All three of them have a shelf dedicated to their use beneath a nice window. I should think that if you make them places to escape, they’ll stick to those areas and should leave other stuff alone. Mine do, anyways.
Okay, now it’s gone too far. While I was away at class tonight, some kitty stole a dirty sock out of my laundry basket and half-buried it in the litter box.
I think it is because I just added a new litter box in the bathroom (next to my bedroom) and they don’t know what it is for. They are mostly going to the potty in the old box, and seem to just be having fun with the new box, burying Mommy’s lingerie and throwing litter about.
Unfortunately, I think this is the work of the cute little boy kitty, who is adorably sleep-snuggling me right now. I don’t have the heart to punish him, or even let him know I’m upset, so I think I will just get rid of the new box.
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My cats don’t normally have access to my clothes unless I leave some on the bathroom floor, and then they just like to lay on them. They aren’t allowed in my bedroom (:() because of my allergies. (Yes, I’m allergic. And an idiot).
I dunno, I guess I’d take buried socks over crap on the floor. When I got the new kitten, there were some litter issues, but they seem to have worked themselves out now.
You can also use the really cheap plastic floor mats for cars (I think we got some for about a dollar at wal-mart). Just turn them upside down–they have little poky things on the underside designed to grab carpet.
I let poor Dewey up on top of the cabinets if he wants to go there, because it’s the only place he can get away from the other cat. So I don’t mind.
But the other, fatter, much clumsier cat just realized he can get on the mantle and knock stuff over. I taped crunched-up foil to the mantle, enough so he’d have to step on it. Problem solved. The foil almost always works - the fat one likes to eat tape, you see.
You only have three cats???
Clearly you need more!
From what I’ve heard, punishing him wouldn’t work anyway, unless you managed to catch him in the act.
Yeah, I know. That’s my excuse for never disciplining them.
BTW, the culprit is definitely the boy. I caught him fishing small articles of clothing out of my laundry basket this morning. I sat up in bed and said, “Rex! Bad cat!” So he came over and did his thing where he sprawls over my head while I’m trying to sleep, and purrs like a maniac. “Oh Mommy, forget how naughty I am. Let me warm your ears and soothe you back to sleep. Aren’t I cute?” I love it.
Back to the subject of the OP–the poky mat idea just sounds mean to me! 
But then, you see what happens when you are a soft-hearted kitty owner. You get your undies buried in the litter box.
What is the optimal number of kitties? Does the square footage of your home figure into the calculation?
Believe me, there’s only a thin thread of sanity preventing me from becoming one of those crazy cat ladies.
I think I’ve got the optimal number of kitties for me. I’ve got 2 air purifiers that handle most of the allergens, and if I keep on top of cleaning, I don’t have too many problems. The cats can all play when they’re in the mood, but there’s not so many they can’t get away on a windowsill (or, apparently, my cabinets) when they need solitude.
I do miss them sleeping on my face. My old apartment didn’t have a bedroom door (it was a glorified studio, though the bedroom and living room were two seperate rooms, alas- no door) so I couldn’t keep them off my bed. Even when I bought a fancy screen- there’s like 2 inches clearance on the bottom, but since they were kittens at the time they managed to wriggle their furry asses underneath it.
My allergies were horrible then, though. I don’t miss that- waking up in the middle of the night gasping for breath (yay asthma!) and sitting on the front porch till my breathing calmed down. But still, having furry warm bodies cuddled up in bed was kinda nice.
Meh. If you’re a cat owner, you’re already ingesting more cat hair than you realize, anyway. A little more won’t matter much.
My Wally always grabs either my dirty running socks or my running gloves to toss around like a mouse. In fact I have seen him jump on the (off limits) counter top to get a running glove when he couldn’t find a loose sock around. Like you I don’t really have the heart to holler at him, because he’s the one who throws himself at my head in the middle of the night and turns his big purr motor on.
I wondered about this too. I fear I’m about halfway to crazy cat lady status. I told my mom that this weekend and she laughed and said I’m already there 
Your cat is not a bad cat. Your cat is just well…being a cat.
I have several that like to perch in high places and I just leave them be. They seem to like the feel of the superior viewpoint.
If you have cats, you have cat hair.
I have nine cats, I have a lot of cat hair. I may or may not be a crazy cat lady. Are there factors beside the number of cats that determine the “crazy” status?
F=n^2[S[sup]n[/sup]/[sub]m[/sub]]
Where phi is your risk of being an insane recluse who talks only to cats.
IMHO, yes.
Marital status–if you’re married, you can get away with having more cats.
Children/no children–if you have kids, people assume you’re “normal” unless you have literally dozens of cats.
Apartment/house/acreage–the bigger your property, the more cats you can have and still be considered “normal.” This is especially true if some are “barn cats.”
Since I’m single and live in a small rented duplex, I can only have two cats. Even with two cats, I am considered to be a cat lover and on the verge of crazy cat lady-dom if I get even one more. My landlord made me swear I would not get more cats. He was very suspicious that, as a single woman, I would turn into a crazy cat collector.
My married but childless friends in a similar homes can get away with having up to four cats or so, though, because marriage is proof that they are “normal”-ish.
My married friend with two kids and an acreage has six or seven, and nobody really even thinks of her as being a cat person, let alone a crazy cat lady.
My male married friend with two kids, an acreage, a dog, and a bunch of guns has about a zillion cats, some indoor and some barn, and it’s considered a totally inconsequential thing.
It’s not fair, but this seems to be the way the scale works out.
So me being married, with the kids out of the nest and having three kitties–I’ve not (yet) achieved crazy cat lady status, eh?
You could have, like, six kitties. If you have grandchildren, you could have up to 12 kitties and still be considered normal (depending on some other factors).
Ah, well, I see I’m already a crazy cat lady with 3 cats and living alone in an apartment (although I only had 2 cats, the third was my ex’s idea). So I should totally blame my ex for turning me into a crazy cat lady.
Ssscat cat repellent system.
Even works while you’re not home.
Contech makes a less expensive one.
Head over to youtube and search on ssscat for demo videos.
Congrats! “Crazy cat lady” is my goal in life. I would have more, but my girl kitty is mean to newcomers.