Super Saturday...What's UP

Oh my gawd Annette- LOL- you have the same complaints as me AGAIN! I am the "best" gifter- I pick up little gifts that are so perfect for husband. He hasn't a clue. I gave up. For our 25th anniversary he got me rock lights for the yard. Your litter box is even worse....though I would like to have one of those fancy ones, it is not a gift!

I suppose they could be worse. After 1/4 century, we either put up with their quirks or make soup out of them. That might be illegal.

 Annette.....Annie is quite the cat....maybe she was in the circus in a previous life...LOL

As for the liter box...grrrrrrrrr.......some men don't have a clue......fill it up and dump it on his head!!

Hope your day gets brighter!!

Love you.....hugs....connie d

It's really okay --- sort of okay. I can't figure out how to clean the damned thing so Tom gets to do it tonight.

The good part is it is on a pedestal. Baxter can't reach to raid it.

Annette, I love your Annie stories ... she is quite the cat.

As for Tom and the litter box, oh well, he meant well.
 
Is this is a self-cleaning litter box? I had one of those and Scooter was fascinated by it at first, then he got in it once when it started to scoop and suddenly he was spooked and wouldn't go in it anymore. He started peeing on the rug. I had to give it away. Poor Scooter, he was such a scaredy cat.

No, it is not a self cleaner. Some how it tilts and sifts. I can't figure it out.

Annie is getting back to her odd self. It was so sad to see her perch on high places to escape the puppy. Now she slaps him and puts him in his place. Later she goes back and cleans his ears.

I had one of those, too ... threw it out. The clumps got stuck and made more of a mess than it was worse. Give me the old-fashioned ones that I have to scoop out. Works better than any of these other ones.

Good that Annie is back to her mischief ... A friend of mine who works at the Charlotte, N.C. humane society has a dog named Beau ... she has a photo on Facebook of Beau cleaning her cats' ears. So cute! I can see Annie being motherly like that.

A gift?  What the hell's a GIFT?  I never get one of those.  I learned a long time ago to just go buy whatever I want when I want it.  The man is generous to a fault.  Never complains about the money I spend.  But BUY me something?  No way. 

Count yourself LUCKY, Annette!  It's the thought that counts, right?  LOLOLOLOL!

But Vickie - he thinks of me and cat poop? AND he's so proud of this thing too.

It is comforting to know I'm not alone.

My X used to buy tons of gifts. Every time he had a new fling, I got jewelry.

Hmmm. The litter box is much better. This DH too.

Okay.  I adore jewelry.  It's my favorite thing.  But I wouldn't want to get it THAT way!  It's funny the way you tell it now, but I'm sorry it happened to you! 

I agree.  Tom and the little box are better.  Hmmm, that sounds like the title of a book:  Tom and the Litter Box.  LOL!