Pony

I’m feeling a little better. I still don’t understand what’s going on, but the humans here are nice enough. I even let the lady human pick me up a couple of times, but only briefly. Still not ready to let her rub my belly though.

I’m finding new places to rest. While I still prefer to hang out under the bed, the humans have a comfortable chair in their bedroom and a nice firm love seat in the room with all the windows.

Waffle, on the other hand, seems to be more stressed. She took a wee on one of the chairs in the room with the black window and then did a poo and a wee on the other chair in the same room.

Waffle

Thanks, Pony, for tattling on me. I make two little mistakes and everyone is annoyed at me. The lady human makes a pshhhing noise at me when I go near the chairs (that are now covered in crinkly things — I’m not about to jump on a pile of newspaper or that shiny paper). Ugh.

On a brighter note the lady human let us be in the room at the top of the house while she was talking to the big rectangular light thing. This morning she even opened a window. Alas, I cannot get through it though because it has a screen.

Lady human

At first I thought Waffle was just scared in the first chair since it wobbles so much, but when she used the other chair as a litter box, I knew I had to take more action than just covering the chairs in newspaper and aluminum foil. PetSmart in on my errand list today to buy another litter box. I guess we will put it in the lodge for now since W&P like to hang out there and it is close enough to the chairs to maybe clue Waffle into the fact that chairs are not litter boxes.

It’s a little frustrating and unexpected, but perhaps it shouldn’t have been so unexpected. W&P have gone through a pretty big change. Both are still sweethearts and Pony seems to be warming up to me.