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September 29, 2006

Jack in the box

As I last reported, the cat had peed and pooped on our bed numerous times. Andy's mom was watching the kids on Tuesday and took Britta to the laundry mat where she washed and dried our comforter. Then she hid it in Karsten's room with the door shut so the cat wouldn't have the opportunity to do more damage. How lucky I was feeling at that moment to have such a great mother-in-law and a clean comforter finally.

The clean comforter scenario was short lived. At 8:15pm I took the comforter out of Karsten's room and sat it on our bed. 8:18pm Karsten said, "the cat peed on the bed!" I never even saw the cat in those 3 minutes but the yellow wet spots were proof enough.

Andy snapped. He grabbed the cardboard box Mo had given him to take the cat to our house. He put the cat back in and told the kids to say goodbye. Karsten started crying saying he still wanted Jack to be our pet. Britta kissed Karsten on his cheek, then she kissed Andy and then me. She comforted us all. Andy mellowed for a bit. The cat lasted 48 more hours in our house and then Andy dropped Jack off back at Mo's.

Farewell to Jack the Second. We will miss you -- but not your poop. (See Andy's inspired farewell ode.)

P.S.
If anyone wants to adopt this kitty let me know. I think the problem could be solved before it starts again. We probably should have done some pet introductory steps first before just coming home with a kitty. I swear this is about the nicest kitty ever, and I've known a lot of kitties.

Posted by jana at September 29, 2006 8:53 PM

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