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November 8, 2019
Oh, the horror and dread when, from the corner where the litterbox resides, I hear the undeniable wet squirty sound that precedes the wafting of the accompanying smell and my cat dashing from the scene of the crime as if it's chasing her with the intent to kill or she doesn't want me to know she's the offender. How one 11-pound ball of adorable fuzz can create such an abomination assault to the senses is beyond me. Sometimes I can barely contain my chagrin and have to express it aloud and loudly and ask her, "What the fuck IS that???"