So. I love my cat. Usually. He's kinda useless... just hides away until he decides he needs to thump around the house and make a scene because he wants more food... but he's still my cat, y'know?
Today, he is not on my good list. I went to make my bed a short bit ago. Guess what.
Yep. He decided that my bed was a better place to take care of business than the catbox (which, I should add so that nobody wants to blame this on me, was plenty clean for using). Nothing like walking back to your room to find that your bed is soaked in cat urine.
Bah. Sheets and blankets gotta wash and dry before I can use them again. Not to mention the mattress itself took a hit and is undergoing treatment right now.
Looks like I'm sleeping on the couch tonight.
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