Yesterday was Gabe's purrday; he is now 4 years old. In celebration of the occasion, I bought some special wet food in pouches for a purrday luncheon. Everyone enjoyed the treat tremendously; not a bite was left in the bowls, which is unusual even with canned food.
After the luncheon, Mr. Leeny and I went out for several hours. When we returned home, I found another surprise--a pile of poop on the lounge chair where I sit in the living room! After putting the coverlet in the washing machine, I cleaned the litter boxes. Neither one was all that dirty, but Gabe's was low on litter. I don't know if the surprise was a signal from him to buy more litter or if the luncheon did not sit well on someone's stomach. Someone was obviously trying to get my attention, though. I will be sure to buy litter on the way home tonight.
