Little Bobo sealed his own fate. You may remember a few weeks ago I found pee stains in the corner of the dining room which prompted me to rent a steam vac. On Friday, I found more pee stains on the dining room carpet. Lisa and I moved the dining table and we were absolutely astounded by Bobo’s work. He’s a veritable Jackson Pollack working in urine. When he does it, I don’t know. Why he does it, I don’t know. Why I don’t smell it until it accumulates, I don’t know. Why I didn’t make it a routine to go in the dining room and look for pee after I found out that it is something he does, I don’t know. What I do know is as I scrubbed the carpet on my hands and knees with tears streaming down my face, I admitted something that I thought we wouldn’t have to do. “Lisa, we can’t trust Bobo to be free in the house. When we can’t watch him, he must stay locked up in the kitchen. No more free reign.” I am truly sorry Bobo but you sealed your own fate.
donnaville
sugar and spice and everything groovy
I’m sorry to hear about Bobo. Have you taken him to the doctor and have him checked? Me may just have a bladder infection. Anyways good luck with Mr. Bobo and don’t work too hard.
-Jason
At least unlike some people you are’nt getting rid of him or worse because of something like this. My sister just adopted a 2-3 YO cat who had been left at the door of her vet’s office in a carrier with a note by a woman saying they had been given Gandolf two months ago and he was peeing outside the litter box; her husband wanted to have him put to sleep. The vet found that he had a medical problem that was fixed with minor surgery.