We got a new litter box for the cats, and The Wife changed the litter as I got home from work. She flushed the flushable litter down the toilet. Not just the clumps. The whole box. :smack:
If the plumber doesn’t get here soon, I may have to make another trip to the rest area off the freeway.
Would it help or hurt to tell her that she made me laugh? 
I’ll balance it out for you. My MiL once put an entire steak down the kitchen disposal. Not a few scraps. A pound or more of uncut meat. Why? Because she is who she is. Needless to say, the standard sink disposal is not a meat grinder. We needed to take all the pipes past the u-trap and the disposal apart to get all of the partially ground meat out. :smack:
If she needs more cheering up, I can tell her the story about me and the rug that disintegrated in my dryer.
It would hurt. Trust me. I didn’t even comment that she shouldn’t have done that. She’ll feel bad enough when she sees the bill. (The plumber just arrived, and it’s a little over $171 with tax – assuming it’s not a mainline clog.)
As for the steak… WTFO? You don’t throw away steak! :eek:
Correction: She didn’t dump the whole box. But we have two cats, and one is famous for his enormous poo. So still quite a lot went in.
“Well the toilet went crazy yesterday afternoon
The plumber he said, never flush a tampoon
This great information cost me half a week’s pay
And the toilet blew up later on the next day…”
– Frank Zappa, “Flakes”
My father emptied a bag of uncooked rice down the disposal for the very same reason!
We’re almost to an entire meal!
Serendipitously, I read your first post about the steak and decided to write about the time I put a whole pineapple that had gone bad down the disposal, including all the tough, thorny leaves at the top.
The results were entirely in keeping with the theme of this thread.
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This post does not belong in a thread with “Flushable cat litter” in the title.
TONIGHT’S MENU
Main course
Delicately seared pan-fried steak
Fluffy steamed white rice, au naturel
Whole chilled pineapple in a plate of fermenting juice
Dessert
“Chocolate” croquettes encrusted with flushable cat litter
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Delightful
My husband calls them “Kitty Almond Roccas”. As in, did the dogs get into the Kitty Almond Roccas? Don’t let them lick you. 
Your husband is a genius!
Can’t remember exactly why,
, but some years ago we had a plumber out working on something and he saw our box of flushable litter. He got very serious and said, “The box says it’s flushable; I say it is not.”
That’s the same guy that wanted us about never flushing the supposedly flushable bathroom wipes. Time proved him right on that one.
Any product that says “flushable” on it isn’t.
What about dessert?
I bought one of the fancy self cleaning litter boxes a few months ago. My cat used it a few times then stopped. She was using the bits of loose litter outside the box. I guessing it started a cleaning cycle while she was in it and it scared her. She is afraid of the vacuum cleaning and dishwasher too. Gave it to a neighbor and her cat loves it. That’s $120 down the drain.
I see what you did there.
Time for …
A Dog Hiaku:
The cat is so kind.
Leaving treats in the catbox.
Little tootsie rolls.
My ex-husband was notorious for refusing to believe anything I said if it went against what he already believed. We had bought a brand new box of instant potatoes, family size mega box. Ants got into it. I was going to just toss the box in the trash. He didn’t want the ants in the trashcan so said he was going to dump the entire contents down the garbage disposal. Of course I told him no, for obvious reasons, and he argued with me, insisting it would be fine because he was going to flush it through with hot water.
Since I was a woman and knew nothing about anything, he was of course right and potatoes went down the drain with a whole lot of hot water. All I can say is that we were lucky my dad has a professional sized plumbing snake and was able to clear the pipes of copious amounts of mashed potatoes.