So, just one short story this evening. Another one about the cats, who almost never make an appearance at Tiny Cat Pants, or about their litter.
The Butcher had spent a great deal of time cleaning out one of the plastic kitty litter tubs and then filled it with twenty pounds of rice, which he picked up at the store.
My mom came down and went on one of her cleaning sprees, and, for reasons that remain unknown, she combined one tub of kitty litter with the tub of rice.
For even more indiscernible reasons, the Butcher has proceeded to use the ricey litter for the cats.
America, let me tell you, this worked okay for a while, but now that the bin is mostly rice, it’s really, really gross.