I sleep in earplugs, but sometimes, they fall out of my head and onto the floor, and I don't think much about it. Gross. Oh well, we can't all be as ladylike as Queen Noor. Anyway, I have my own personal living, breathing earplug vacuum. Sometimes, I see Louie actually eating them - or opening my nightstand drawers to dig around for them - but more often, I just spot them undigested in his litter box.Whoa! Gross! A litter box in a house with two cats! Well, the truth is that I have three litter boxes.
A friend found my kitten, Louie, sniffing around a Dumpster when he was just 4 weeks old. I took him in because my older cat, Maddie (10), seemed like she could use a friend and also because I had Kitten Fever. Oh boy, was Louie cute - a cuddly little puff of purring striped grey fur. Too small to jump on anything, too weak to cause much damage with teeth or claws, for the first few weeks, Louie was a sweet precious angel who mainly wanted to feel safe and take naps. Then he got big enough to climb on furniture, open cabinets and drawers, and etc. Now, 8 months later, my kitten and I are in constant battle wherein he wants to eat every single thing, and my job as a ~parent~ is to keep him alive by only letting him eat food that is appropriate and healthy for a baby cat. Here is a list of some of my failures / Louie's feats of intestinal fortitude.
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