I've noticed that lately, 80 percent of what my husband and I talk about is urine. Which cat peed where? What are we going to do about it? Do you smell pee? Here? Here? Over here? "I found out where the cat peed!" My son always yells that the house stinks, so I ask visitors -- who are getting fewer and fewer -- does the house smell like pee? I almost let the Mormons in today to see if they could smell pee.
The problems are Neelix, the angry sprayer, and Kira, the cat who lived outside too long and just hasn't made the adjustment to not going wherever she feels like it. I don't know if anyone else in the cat crew are joining in, but I can imagine the poor soul who will one day have to try to sell this house for us. "They had eight cats."
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