Apr 03 2011
Boxing Days
The beautiful weather lately has led to some beautiful sunsets, as you see above. And the adage “Red at night, Suzy’s delight” has so far proved to be true. We’re even planning to have a barbecue at our brother’s place this evening. How’s that for daring?
I’ve also been using the break in the weather to try and convince the boys that one of the great things about being a boy of whatever species is that the world is your salle de bains. Clyde and Roscoe, however, come racing inside frantically to use the litter box and then run outside again.
In contrast, as soon as I let June and Audrey outside after we moved to Hooterville, they never went near the litter box again. I’ve heard that toilet training human boys is harder than it is with human girls, so maybe we’re back to the male of the species again.
Or not.
For the past few days, I’ve been putting the litter box outside, hoping that they boys will get the idea of doing their thing outside.
But Clyde seems to have mistaken it for a sandbox:
Or something that must be fiercely guarded:
I guess time will tell!
4 Responses to “Boxing Days”
Heehee! That’s so funny! When I started letting Marilyn out, she kept coming back in to use the litter box. Then one day she just stopped. It was like she saw another cat go in the bushes and thought “I didn’t know we could do that.”
That’s so funny – I can totally picture them tearing into the house for a pit stop, just like kids. That last picture of Clyde is AWESOME!
Once the animals get use to the outdoor toilet, it’s pretty hard to get them to use the litter box again, maybe one of the way to protest, I guess, photos are great and fun to see.
Oh, Clyde. Haha…that really is classic.