F***ing Cat

The girl kitty is licking herself bald. The Pirate has been concerned about this, as we can't figure out what's causing it. It's not fleas or any other parasites. She's clean and is eating the same food as the boy kitty, but she just compulsively grooms herself until the fur's all gone. So he put a radar dish on her head.

I was initially concerned that she would be unable to get to food, water and the litter box. The Pirate made the food and water more accessible, and we took the cover off one of the litter boxes.

It didn't work. Came home from the farmer's market to find that she had peed about eight quarts into the rear pocket of my briefcase. My very expensive, leather satchel briefcase.

I cried. I actually cried. For thirty seconds or so. Then I took it into the kitchen along with the trusty red bucket and the gallon jug of Nature's Miracle. I sopped up as much of the pee as I could, and then filled the pocket with Nature's Miracle. Even if it makes the leather dye run or ruins the fabric lining the pocket, I'm no worse off than I am with a briefcase that reeks of cat pee.

We took the radar dish off the cat and are trying to figure out another way to keep her from compulsive grooming. I'm all for shaving her bald.