Houston we have a problem
How can you stay mad at this "little" cutie?
Well I will tell you how you can be pushed "this close" to making him a permanent basement kitty for life.
Since we went home to Michigan for the Martian 10k about 5 weeks ago, this little man has defecated on our couches about 5 times, has "wet' the bed, peed on two of the couches, and this morning on my way out the door I found that a wind jacket had fallen off the hook onto my trail shoes and some flip flops which master Monte decided was the perfect place to leave his mark. I have handled the couch messes and even the bed mess with delicate reprimands and trying to make sure he is a happy guy, but I lost my shit this morning when he pissed on my perfectly good trail shoes.
In the past I have lost every single pair of my dress shoes to his pissing fits and many a gym bag but I finally lost my cool this morning and screamed "Really my f$%^ing trail shoes?" at him. And I know that was completely the wrong thing to do and he is probably even more upset now and will go and pee on my Boston medals or something.
We are pretty much lost as to what to do about it. In the past this has been a once every six months or so thing. Having it happen this many times in the past few weeks is really starting to grind on us. Before we were using feliway plug ins and I stopped using those because he seemed happy and they are really expensive, and we are broke (and they didn't stop his fits completely, they were actually more for Milford who had kidney issues).
So any cheap remedies you guys have for bad cat attitude that results in bathroom stops in inappropriate places let me know (and no getting rid of the cat is not an option) although I am seriously tempted to find someone that owns a large farm for him to roam on. I just can't figure out what the heck he is so upset about. He's lucky he is so cute and a snuggler when he isn't being bad.
For those that don't know the history we already put tin foil on our couches to keep him off them when we are not there. However since we got the girls they have become his little enablers. They are not afraid of the tin foil at all and think it is great fun to play with the time foil and knock it off the couch leaving the couch bare and ready to be marked. I just hope they don't catch onto this whole marking thing. Paivi was way too interested in the smelly flip flops this morning.
And to think a month ago I went and got him catnip bubbles and an automatic laser toy, and this is how he repays me!