You may have noticed that updates have kind of petered out. Never fear – Abnormal Love of Cats has not been abandoned.

I haven’t lost interest or run out of things to say about cats (I don’t think I’ll ever run out.) I’ve just got a lot going on in real life right now, so blogging is having to take a back seat for the moment.

I’ll still be writing when I have some free time or when I have something that I absolutely must share with you, but regular updates probably won’t resume till some time this fall. If you’ve stuck around through my dry spell, or if you’re a new reader, I encourage you to subscribe to my RSS feed or by email. That way you won’t miss any new posts, and you’ll be the first to know when things are back in gear.

Thanks so much for reading <3

Let me set the scene for you.

I have a spare bedroom which is the litter box room. I have four litter boxes in it, spaced out. Three have pine litter, which I scoop into a biodegradable bag, and one has clay litter. When I scoop the boxes, I carry the appropriate bag over to the box, scoop, move on to the next box and then when I’m done, return the bag to the area with the bags and scoopers.

So, last night I’m cleaning the litter boxes. I scoop the clay one, then go to do the pine ones. I scoop the first one, carry the bag across the room, scoop the second one, and box three is unused so I skip it and return the bag to the bag area. So far so good.

The, I turn around and notice there’s a pee clump sitting on the floor.

Okay, I think, I put the bag on the floor when I scoop – I must have dropped the clump on the edge of the bag and it rolled out when I picked it up. So I grab the scooper, grab the bag and go to clean up the pee clump. So far so good.

Then, as I go to put the bag away again, I notice there’s a pile of litter on the floor near litter box number one. Hmm, I think, how did I miss that? But okay, I grab the bag and scoop and clean that one up as well, and back goes the bag.

As I’m putting the bag down, I notice that there’s an awful lot of litter and a couple of pieces of poop in the spot where I store the bag. Hmmmmmm…

I lift up the bag to look at it and dirty litter comes pouring out the gigantic tear in the bottom. I look to the spots I just cleaned up and gee, what a surprise… I’ve left a lovely trail of litter behind me as I’ve moved from place to place to clean up.

Some how, in my exhaustion, I managed to not notice that I was leaving a trail of litter behind me as I moved around this small room. A second bag and some midnight vacuuming later and all was restored to order, but I can tell you, I’ll be making a point of cleaning the boxes before I’m feeling quite that sleep deprived in the future.