I don't know how it happened, but I'll try to describe it as best I can.
All night we smelled it. Marissa already cleaned up what we thought to be the source of the stench, but very rarely does cat shit linger like it did this fateful night. But really, it was a few hours before we saw what has since boggled my mind.
Earlier that day, I had purchased sixty books for a dollar, but that's not what this blog is about. They came in these cardboard boxes and were taking up prime real estate in our living room. The kitties usually enjoy a good cardboard box - full or empty - and these were no exception.
Mayfield and Prudence spent a good part of the night playing 'King of the Boxes,' a game which I doubt needs a description as many cat games go. At some point, one of them smeared shit horizontally on the corner of the box, about a foot and a half above the floor.
Just try to picture that. Now, cat asses are usually about six inches off the ground, and if they happened to smear shit on the side of a box, you would naturally assume it would be at their usual height or from some form of jumping, which would create a vertical line as opposed to a horizontal one.
So just how did this happen?
Here's my theory:
One of the cats, let's say Mayfield, because he's usually the culprit of catshit-related mishaps, was hanging off the box in an attempt to take over the summit from Prudence. As he was hanging, he somehow managed a sideways maneuver which in turn left a smear of crap across one side of the box and continued onto the other.
But that just doesn't make sense. Any thoughts?
This is just one more reason my cats fucking rule.
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