Here is a simple addition problem for you:
Babygate + mentally challenged cat + accidentally trapped by the gate on the upper floor + no kitty litter box on previously mentioned floor + duration of 12 hours = (what do you think?)
Oh, yeah, she peed all over Everett's crib bedding. All over. All over. She must have peed like 2 gallons of pee. Okay, slight exaggeration. But, it was a lot.
Erik was trying to make me feel better about the situation (he's the one who accidentally locked her on the top floor), "Sheila, I am sure she held it a long time before she finally found some place to pee." y.e.a.h.
And, is it coincidence that she peed in the bed of my beloved son who takes up more of our time which we now don't spend with her?
The good side to all of this . . . . no poop found . . . . yet.
