Goodbye To You

Okay, now it's official. I really can’t stand this cat any more. I have tried being patient and I have even tried being nice. But the cat insists on doing things that piss me the hell off.

There are two main reasons: my allergies and her bad behavior.

On a day that I clean the whole apartment (I’m talking all out vacuuming of the couches, dusting the furniture –all done while heavily medicated and often with a breather— and washing the slip covers), I can stand to be in the living room. On a non-cleaning day (every other day, more or less), my tolerance ranges from an hour to three at the most. Then my eyes water, I start sneezing and my nose all but closes up. Occasionally, my skin will also begin to get itchy.

Being deathly allergic and the cleaning I can put up with. I can even put up with her terrible habit of jumpin on the kitchen counters and table (she gets punished every time. But the array of punishments I’ve tried are don’t seem to phase her… at all). What really gets to me is the fact that she insists on peeing on everything she can find in the bedrooms. We had to stop letting the cat into the bedrooms a while ago (as in several years ago) because she got into the habit of peeing and or pooping on everything in the bedrooms. No rhyme or reason; she'd just find a target and pee (a few shoes and one of Evan’s blankets got both).

Now every single chance she gets, the first thing she will do is pee on something. About a month ago, she snuck into Evan’s room and peed on his jacket, right in front of him. A few days ago, Aaron didn’t notice he left the door to our room open. He caught her in there and quickly shooed her out. But not before she got to pee all over the new comforter my Mom got us. The comforter is now at the cleaners. It’ll cost $50 to get it washed. Cute.

All I have to say is that the cat is mighty lucky I didn’t catch her in the room. But yes, today during lunch I will be calling a few no-kill shelters to see if they can take her and set up a time to drop her off.