So I got up a bit early this morning, fed Chita early, and got Z up, made him coffee, and we were getting ready to take Chita to get her stitches out. Z sat on the bed to put his shoes on. I came in to get my socks. Chita was running around the house. She came in and got on the bed. We both spoke to her. Then she peed on the bed.
I realized what she was doing, picked her up, turned her over so she got pee all over herself, carried her down and dumped her into the laundry sink, whereupon I drenched her with water to get the pee off. She sat there looking confused and sad, but she doesn't mind water at all. Z toweled her off and we brought her, bedraggled, to the vet.
I am baffled-- other times she has peed on the bed, we haven't seen her do it, or we were ignoring her (asleep), or she was angry at being locked in a room, or something. This? We weren't ignoring her at all! We were out of routine, but we're not actually very good at routines.
So I don't know, maybe she heard us discussing her imminent vet destination.
Anyway. #@)(%$#&@#! cat!
I realized what she was doing, picked her up, turned her over so she got pee all over herself, carried her down and dumped her into the laundry sink, whereupon I drenched her with water to get the pee off. She sat there looking confused and sad, but she doesn't mind water at all. Z toweled her off and we brought her, bedraggled, to the vet.
I am baffled-- other times she has peed on the bed, we haven't seen her do it, or we were ignoring her (asleep), or she was angry at being locked in a room, or something. This? We weren't ignoring her at all! We were out of routine, but we're not actually very good at routines.
So I don't know, maybe she heard us discussing her imminent vet destination.
Anyway. #@)(%$#&@#! cat!