When my cat wants the litter box tended to, he tosses a little dried poo chunk out onto the litter catching rug in front of the box. He started doing this after I put a cover on the box. I guess he thinks I can’t see when it needs changed anymore.
(Note: it’s one of those self-scoopers, and I check it at least every other day, but he’s picky.)
How does your cat let you know it’s time to freshen up the box?
My cats don’t, but they’re opportunists. I scoop every day, pretty much as I walk in the door from work and get knocked over by the Almighty Crap-Stink-Fu wielded by my two little darlings. These furry little blighters supervise the cleanup, and then hop right in to fill it up again the minute I set the cover back on the box.
That’s why I think the little dried poo chunk is so cute. He makes sure it’s dried out. It’s like he’s putting out the little sign on the hotel room doorknob: “Clean now, please.” It’s also like a warning. If I don’t take heed, he does what your cat does. Like, “I tried to be polite! But you people are too dense to get it!”
I have to get out more. I’ve been starting and participating in entirely too many cat threads lately. You know you’ve gone around the bend when even their toilet habits seem cute.
When I lived alone I had two cats. Their litter box was in my bathroom across the room from the toilet. When there got to be too many poops for them to cover up they would drag my magazines from beside the toilet into the litter box and use them to cover the mess. They were telling me in no uncertain terms it was time to change the litter.
The other day, while my mom was visiting, my cat Rex had a massive Klingon turd. When he gets that, he wipes his butt on the litter catching rug. So there was a big turd on the rug, and this upset him. He kept trying to scratch litter over it, but there was no litter on the rug.
So he ran into the other room, got a toy that has a long, wide cloth tail, and used that to cover up the turd.
When I got my boy kitten neutered, I was advised by the vet to change the litter to shredded newspaper so the litter dust wouldn’t infect the incision. Inky showed his disapproval by coming upstairs and peeing in the middle of my bed. I decided to take my chances with infection. Oddly enough, it didn’t bother his sister at all.
He repeated his performance on a couple of subsequent occasions when he thought the litter box had become intolerable.
Well, this is the most likely explanation. I only realized it was a sign when I noticed that every single time it happened, the “poo collection box” was getting really close to full, or the litter level was getting dangerously low.
What do you propose we do with people who piss and shit all over other peoples’ threads?
When my previous cat was young, she got locked in the bedroom for many hours on a particularly windy day when the door blew shut. When I got home, I apologized to her profusely and, not seeing any accidents, ignored a slight …niffiness… in the air. Until that evening when I leapt into bed and realized that she had diligently covered her mess with the bed sheets.