Yes, I love my cats. You all know that.
Every once in a while, they do something really bad, and I just can't understand just what was going on inside their little heads.
I bought a couple of new throw pillows for our sofa last week. I didn't think anything of it, and we've had them for more than a full week now.
When I was eating breakfast and watching TV this morning, I smelled that all-too-familiar smell.
someone had decided that they didn't like the new pillows, so they pee-ed on it, which also meant that they pee-ed on the sofa! And not just any sofa - the really nice sofa - the one with the fancy material that would stain easier than most.
So I did what I always do in a time of crisis: I called my Mom.
she gave me some good suggestions.
I blotted the sofa with dry towels first, then blotted the with a wet (with water) rag
It's all been drying for a few hours now. I won't know how bad the stain is until it's dry.
The topper is that today is Noe's 7th Birthday. I don't know if I'm supposed to sing to her, or fuss at her. :(