Dudes, here is an update on my peeing.
Mom put nine litter boxes in the house to test out different kinds of litter and to see where I like to pee. Every night, she counts our pee clumps. For reals. Then she enters the number into a spreadsheet.
All of our boxes are numbered. Boxes 1-4 are in a space that is designed based on the recommendations of the Cat Fairies.
Boxes 5-6 are covered. Box 7 is in the back of the basement. Boxes 8-9 are upstairs so mom made a separate spreadsheet to track those — and she’ll use her pawesome data entry skills and combine all this scientific mumbo jumbo into a spreadsheet. Hold up, she just said she wants a chart. No way!
Look at this — I hate boxes 5 & 6. Covered boxes are the worst, yo.
Also noticed that I only peed once in May. That’s a big step. I peed in a cardboard box, but you can’t blame me. I wanted it to smell better.
That’s all for now, suckers. Mom has to compile the chart. Here’s a picture of how we look on the computer.
I’d rather be Scrubbin than doing Excelz.