mrenutt4 wrote:Stop blaming the poor old cat Pappa we all know its you .Pappa wrote:My old cat has started crapping all over the house. Not often, but often enough to be a hassle. I suspect he's got dementia and doesn't realise what he's doing.

mrenutt4 wrote:Stop blaming the poor old cat Pappa we all know its you .Pappa wrote:My old cat has started crapping all over the house. Not often, but often enough to be a hassle. I suspect he's got dementia and doesn't realise what he's doing.
That bit of prose pretty much confirms it.FedUpWithFaith wrote:Yeah honey, I'm hooked. Anything having to do with pussy.
I'll be honest with you. We don't have a cat because my oldest boy is allergic. The one we had we had to give to my sister. But he was a joy - is - I still visit him though he's getting old. He never had an accident.
We did have a cat when I was a boy and it had accidents, both shit and piss, in hidden places in my mom's bedroom, particularly under the bed. This will seem unbelievable but it's true. This must have went on for years, at least 4, undetected until one day my mom decided to rearrange the furniture. I saw incredible piles of cat shit, much of it largely decayed or seemingly mummified, and piss stains everywhere under every crevice where furniture had been. Yes, it's true, my mom wasn't much of a housekeeper.
How did we not notice the horrible smell? To this day i can't figure that out. Maybe it was a reaction with the carpet and/or maybe we got used to it. I do recall telling my mom some of my friends told me our house smelled funny. She told me my father (they were divorced and not friendly) built the house wrong and it was full of mold.
My mom eventually ran that cat over in a car accident, pinning its head to the side of our garage - knocking the support bricks out. My mom was also a shitty driver.
I see him more as Edgar Allen Poe. More atmospheric...Devogue wrote:That bit of prose pretty much confirms it.FedUpWithFaith wrote:Yeah honey, I'm hooked. Anything having to do with pussy.
I'll be honest with you. We don't have a cat because my oldest boy is allergic. The one we had we had to give to my sister. But he was a joy - is - I still visit him though he's getting old. He never had an accident.
We did have a cat when I was a boy and it had accidents, both shit and piss, in hidden places in my mom's bedroom, particularly under the bed. This will seem unbelievable but it's true. This must have went on for years, at least 4, undetected until one day my mom decided to rearrange the furniture. I saw incredible piles of cat shit, much of it largely decayed or seemingly mummified, and piss stains everywhere under every crevice where furniture had been. Yes, it's true, my mom wasn't much of a housekeeper.
How did we not notice the horrible smell? To this day i can't figure that out. Maybe it was a reaction with the carpet and/or maybe we got used to it. I do recall telling my mom some of my friends told me our house smelled funny. She told me my father (they were divorced and not friendly) built the house wrong and it was full of mold.
My mom eventually ran that cat over in a car accident, pinning its head to the side of our garage - knocking the support bricks out. My mom was also a shitty driver.
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Tell us more... you can be an example case!Pappa wrote:My old cat has started crapping all over the house. Not often, but often enough to be a hassle. I suspect he's got dementia and doesn't realise what he's doing.
Wow, that's really sad, Feddy. What a pair of images in my head that you've painted!FedUpWithFaith wrote:Yeah honey, I'm hooked. Anything having to do with pussy.
I'll be honest with you. We don't have a cat because my oldest boy is allergic. The one we had we had to give to my sister. But he was a joy - is - I still visit him though he's getting old. He never had an accident.
We did have a cat when I was a boy and it had accidents, both shit and piss, in hidden places in my mom's bedroom, particularly under the bed. This will seem unbelievable but it's true. This must have went on for years, at least 4, undetected until one day my mom decided to rearrange the furniture. I saw incredible piles of cat shit, much of it largely decayed or seemingly mummified, and piss stains everywhere under every crevice where furniture had been. Yes, it's true, my mom wasn't much of a housekeeper.
How did we not notice the horrible smell? To this day i can't figure that out. Maybe it was a reaction with the carpet and/or maybe we got used to it. I do recall telling my mom some of my friends told me our house smelled funny. She told me my father (they were divorced and not friendly) built the house wrong and it was full of mold.
My mom eventually ran that cat over in a car accident, pinning its head to the side of our garage - knocking the support bricks out. My mom was also a shitty driver.
he does occassionally urinate outside the tray, but not often. He was perfectly litter trained. He's old now 16-ish, has a failing heart and kidneys for which he's on medication which keeps him well, he has cat aids which causes occasional short term illnesses like flu and diarrhoea, which as yet, he always recovers well from. We recently discovered he has a liver tumor, which the vet isn't going to treat and is likely responsible for him gradually loosing weight (he's 2.9Kg now). Other than that, he's a very happy and healthy cat... but he poos in random places round the house, usually somewhere out of the way and quiet, where you smell it before you see it.Cwazy Cat Lady wrote:I should say that defecation outside of the box is usually preferable to urination...
Oh, i forgot to tell you the worst part. My mother didn't actually kill the cat with the car at first - she left it there suffering for hours before it died. I later learned (I was in college at the time) from my sister that she eventually found out from my mother that she froze in an absolute panic, afraid to tell my sister (it was her cat), too squeamish to touch the poor animal, and too embarrassed to call anybody for help lest they see that she'd actually destroyed part of our house and crushed a cat due to her carelessness and incompetence. Apparently, she just kept going back and forth for hours to see if the cat was still alive. When my sister got home from school she found my mom gone but saw the dead cat and damaged garage. She couldn't face my sister. It took my sister days to get my mom to admit what really happened and she begged her not to tell me. I didn't find this all out until about a year later. I just heard that the cat "died".Cwazy Cat Lady wrote:Wow, that's really sad, Feddy. What a pair of images in my head that you've painted!
Great, Pappa! I will come to this in a bit. (Glad to hear your FIV+ cat has lived so long and in rather good health for so many years!).Pappa wrote:he does occassionally urinate outside the tray, but not often. He was perfectly litter trained. He's old now 16-ish, has a failing heart and kidneys for which he's on medication which keeps him well, he has cat aids which causes occasional short term illnesses like flu and diarrhoea, which as yet, he always recovers well from. We recently discovered he has a liver tumor, which the vet isn't going to treat and is likely responsible for him gradually loosing weight (he's 2.9Kg now). Other than that, he's a very happy and healthy cat... but he poos in random places round the house, usually somewhere out of the way and quiet, where you smell it before you see it.Cwazy Cat Lady wrote:I should say that defecation outside of the box is usually preferable to urination...![]()
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mrenutt4 wrote:I used to trap and foster Feral cats for the CPL ,it was crazy ,if you sat quietly in the house at night eyes used to
appear from every hiding place .My arms had more scratches than an EMO kid.
Our cat's getting on, but going strong. She goes next door to beat up the neighbour's Great Dane and then comes and whinges to us that he bit her face.Cwazy Cat Lady wrote:What a good girl! Most cats truly are angels and all cats want to be.Sadly, many people mistake their cat's pooping and peeing problems as somehow motivated by anger or revenge when, in all honesty, there is nothing further from the truth.
As she gets older, it might be kind to provide your kitty with a litterbox for convenience sake... but I'm glad she's such a polite girl. I have one cat that was born outside and lived outdoors for the first six months of her life. Three and a half years later she still whines at the door to be let out to do her #2.![]()
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