The Cat Peed on the Tree Skirt. Again.

I cross my fingers

Every day

That there’ll be no pee

Under the Christmas tree

Or in the bath tub

Or on the Persian rug.

It’s all a crap shoot

My life now revolves

Around the wheres

And the theres

The calming formulae

And deterrent sprays

I’m a detective

For my cat’s defective

Elimination behaviors

Seek and destroy

Clean and remove

I guess it could be worse

It could be poo.

Peace, people.

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

22 thoughts on “The Cat Peed on the Tree Skirt. Again.”

  1. Too true! When I had six cats, I had to forego the tree skirt altogether, as well as bathroom rugs, area rugs, towels left on the floor, etc. It was like a nonstop pee party, no matter how many litter boxes I had in the house!

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