Sh**ty kitty

Sammy is out of the pet hospital and back at home. He has some colon issues that we're hoping will be resolved soon. Moral of the story? Cork your pet's butt when you go out of town.

Oh, but that might not be enough. When we got home, we realized that one of our critters had PEED on a pillow on our futon. WTF?? That never happened before. I was sure that one of them was being spiteful until one of my friends pointed out that the Blue Angels were in town while we were gone, which somehow played havoc on cat bladders throughout Seattle. While the sound of warplanes thundering overhead has never sent me to the john, it has sent me into a fit. So I guess I can understand.

I am about to head out to the store so we can actually have some food in the house this weekend. The list?
Laundry detergent (to combat cat pee)
Limes (for Mommy's gin and tonic)
Metamucil (for Sammy's colon)
Orange juice (for Daddy's screwdriver)
Febreeze (how have I had cats for 6 months and have not yet purchased this?)
Pineapple juice (yum, rum)
Paper towels (since I'm sure Sammy will be christening the carpet this weekend)
I hope y'all have a good weekend. I'll write about the Boston trip next week, as soon as I'm done laundering, scrubbing, and doing Poop Patrol.