This is the homecoming I mentioned in my prior posting.

Let me preface this by saying that cat pee stinks.

We came home this evening, to find that Amber had decided, once again, to piss outside of the cat box, on an old blanket we have here. There's a perfectly good cat box not even three feet from the thing, and instead of doing her business there like she's done all those other times, she instead uses the blanket for her own personal litterbox.

Which means I get an hour or so of work, cleaning the place up.

Now, Amber went to the vet this past weekend, and she's apparently got some sort of illness... cistitis, I believe it's called (although don't quote me on that spelling). Means she's got a problem with her urinary tract. That's all well and good, and I understand that sometimes, she can't quite control it, but I swear, unless she starts peeing air freshener real soon, she's cleaning it up next time.

*grouch*