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Nov. 3rd, 2009 05:38 amFic of the Day: Original The Biker story. I really need a name for it. He meets one of his fellow boarders under unusual circumstances.
And a bit of Ick for you. The two cats? They filled up the litterbox. In a NIGHT. I cleaned the box out and went to bed and next day, the cats were sprawled out in their usual lazy puddles.
“Ah,” they seemed to say. “Excellent. You’re awake. We have a little job for you, when you have a moment.”
My nose was way ahead of them.
“Phew!” I said. “Y’all sure are stinky today. I’ll just-WHAAAH!”
There wasn’t any loose litter in the box and two little happenings outside the box. No way just two cats could produce that much in just one night. I think they threw a party and didn’t tell me.
And a bit of Ick for you. The two cats? They filled up the litterbox. In a NIGHT. I cleaned the box out and went to bed and next day, the cats were sprawled out in their usual lazy puddles.
“Ah,” they seemed to say. “Excellent. You’re awake. We have a little job for you, when you have a moment.”
My nose was way ahead of them.
“Phew!” I said. “Y’all sure are stinky today. I’ll just-WHAAAH!”
There wasn’t any loose litter in the box and two little happenings outside the box. No way just two cats could produce that much in just one night. I think they threw a party and didn’t tell me.
