This Sunday I had plans to clean my floors. I was really going to deep clean them; hands and knees with a scrub brush clean. But...at 6:30 in the morning I wake up to my cat puking. Yep, you guessed it...she was constipated again! So...being that it is Sunday and not a single vet clinic is open in this town, I had to drive to to Spokane to an emergency clinics so that she could get everything cleaned out.
My cat is in much better spirits today, but this next weekend I plan on borrowing my parents carpet cleaner so that I can shampoo my carpets in addition to scrubbing the floors. It seems that my cat has perfected the carpet scoot. Yuck! She isn't leaving big Hershey marks on the floor, but you can never be too paranoid. I don't want to stretch out on my carpet and get a whiff of kitty funk. Fun times!
My cat is in much better spirits today, but this next weekend I plan on borrowing my parents carpet cleaner so that I can shampoo my carpets in addition to scrubbing the floors. It seems that my cat has perfected the carpet scoot. Yuck! She isn't leaving big Hershey marks on the floor, but you can never be too paranoid. I don't want to stretch out on my carpet and get a whiff of kitty funk. Fun times!
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...And this would be why you need a dog as a pet instead of a cat!
--RK :)
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