Saturday, January 13, 2018
Saturday, January 6, 2018
Saturday, December 30, 2017
This is my 38th post this year. That's more posts than I've done any previous year since 2010.
I'm half-way toilet trained.
I got sick but I recovered swimmingly, and I'm better than I was before.
I broke my habit, with mom's help, of jumping up on her big studio table.
That's enough for an old cat.
Happy New Year, kitties!
Saturday, December 23, 2017
I'm about 75 percent of the way there now. I'm actually using the toilet to do my business, but there's a shallow box inside there that has a decreasing amount of litter in it and a hole in the middle of the bottom that's getting progressively bigger.
When the hole in the box is big enough and I can see my "business" go right into the toilet, and when I'm continuing to use that setup in the toilet, then mom will remove the box and I'll be toilet trained.
Meanwhile, during this process, I am breaking my dependency on litter. In a little more than a month, I've gone from 10 pounds of litter in my old, regular box, that had to be changed twice a week, to half a cup at a time in my in-toilet training box, that mom just dumps in the toilet every time I use it. Patting myself on the back.
You can teach an old cat new tricks!
Happy Catmass everyone!
Saturday, December 16, 2017
Saturday, December 9, 2017
Occasionally she's tried giving me twice as much food, thinking she'll feed me four times a day instead of eight. But I just eat it all in one sitting and on my next scheduled feeding I'm just as hungry as if she'd fed me half as much last time. So she doesn't do that anymore.
Mom's got my number, and I've got hers. She's my slave. But what else is she going to do with her life, now that she's a retiree? I'm keeping her active.
Saturday, December 2, 2017
Saturday, November 25, 2017
Saturday, November 18, 2017
Purportedly, in between 2 to 4 months, I will be trained to do my business in the toilet, instead of using a litter box.
I've been led to understand there will be treats doled out to me at certain points in the program, as I grasp the incremental changes and make them operational.
This is a step-by-step program and my mission is to accomplish each step before moving on to the next.
The very first change is that mom moved my litter box to the side of the bathroom where the toilet is. Actually, she did this without my yet being aware of it, as I'm currently looking out the window and haven't been into the loo since before she shifted things around. I suspect I'm in for a big surprise.
We'll just take things a step at a time, one day at a time...and we'll subsequently see just how malleable I am, whether it is possible to teach an old cat new tricks.