Mental Kitty Litter

OK, let´s face it - this is a REALLY worthless blog, and in case you are NOT interested in cats and especialy "Kitty Litterature" - you might find it extremely boring. Besides, this is Rebecca´s fault, and the whole thing started as an inside joke about blogs in general, and the boring things people feel compelled to write in their blogs. But then I got hooked - and I can no longer stop myself from writing boring stuff about me and my cats.[Don´t tell me I didn´t warn you!]

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Location: Österbotten, Finland

I´m a middleaged woman who likes cats and books and people - sometimes... And yes, I can be very grumpy.

Thursday, June 30, 2005

The Pissan Study

I have now firm proof that my senses have been damaged by this massive exposure to kitty urine... Today when I was driving to work in my Nissan Pissan I thought to myself "Oh, the smell seems to be gone..." and I felt no need to spray the interior of the car with the probably extremely poisonous liquid I bought last week. But then why does Kjell say he can´t even sit in that car, that it stinks? Either he is manipulating me to keep using the old car, so he can glide around in our "non-pissan" Toyota, or he´s telling the truth, and or Pissan does smell, even though I really don´t notice... (wonder when the next stage will kick in and Iwill start craving it?)

To get an answer, I decided to perform a controlled test.... I brought 2 human noses, and 3 kitty noses close to the open back door of Nissan-Pissan, making sure I was standing close enough myself to have the time to catch any creature, human or cat, if they´d start behaving in a suspicious way (that is... opening the pants and exposing certain body parts, in case of the humans, and placing your behind in a pissing position, in case of the cats...).

One of the humans swore he couldn´t smell anything any longer. The other human just put her head inside the car for a moment, and came out with a disgusted look on her face and said "This car stinks!!!"

One cat was busy being chased up a tree by anohter cat, whom I later managed to lure close to the car by saying the magic word "gräääässss" (grassss - and if somebody thinks this needs explaining it just proves they don´t know me or my cats...). He clearly smelled something and was about to jump in, but I got him before he had time to actually start doing anything ... The third cat showed similar behaviour. So according to this non-scientific little study, a majority of the creatures participating reacted to the supposed smell of urine, which probably proves what I don´t want to believe: My Nissan-Pissan can still be considered a litterbox on wheels...
Sad, isn´t it?
But now I shall try to get a few more cats to come in... It´s chilly, so they´ll probably be eager to come in and use the inside toilet - and to sleep in my bed. One cat, Svarti, is already sleeping with his little black head on my pillow, and with all his 4 paws stretched out, trying to prevent me from sleeping in my own bed. But tonight I show no mercy - I need my bed!! and i need it now. [Sometimes I wonder if inhaling cat urine vapours in a hot car for more than a week will cause lasting damage to my brain? When I try to read what I´ve just written I think I might have a reason to fear the worst...]

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

You retarded?

Thu Nov 27, 10:58:00 PM 2008  

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