Lora,
Ha! My, my you did take drastic measures! When we bought the living
room furniture, we also got a new futon mattress. We were smart enough
to leave it covered in the plastic it came in until Thanksgiving
morning. Thank goodness we did, when I went to cut the plastic off, I
found a small pond of urine in the middle! Ugh! I started looking
around for someone to strangle. I do remember discussing the 'errant
elimination' topic once before and was surprised at how many cats seem
to like going potty on plastic. Little dears.
Nina
Lora wrote:
Yep, I truly feel your pain.
It is for this sole purpose that we have finally
learned, in our home, to have ALL of the fabric
furniture professionally
steamed upholstered and then have them wrapped in
plastic.
Once the plastic is professionally installed,
slipcovers are fitted for each inidividual piece.
Now when we have an inappropriate elimation/soiling
"accident" or a territorial aggression spray "issue,"
I simply take the slipcovers off and throw them in the
washing machine.
Of course this obviously meant that I absoultely had
to purchase an industrial size washer and dryer.
It is a godsend that we have a well-water hook-up
(with a water-softener) to the house, otherwise we
would be spending a fortune on monthly bills for city
water/sewage.
Even with purchasing a water-softener, septic tank,
monthly bags of watersalt refills and
biannually/annually septic tank maintenance/drainnig,
we are saving a bundle in the long-run! Everything is
going up, including utilities and water!
At least I have found an effecient method to nearly
eliminate ALL of the sofa cat-hair on a regular basis!
:)
Lora
--- Nina <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
My husband calls cat poo appetizers "chewy goodness."
Disgusting. Ah the joys of fur parenting. While we're
on the
subject of poo... I just have to vent a little.
After all the talk of psyching out litterbox
avoidance, my cat Gypsy decided to put me in my place.
I was so proud of myself for finding and having
delivered a new sofa, love seat and
overstuffed chair in time for the hoard of people that
will be
descending on our home for Thanksgiving. We just got
it yesterday, haven't even arranged it the way we want
yet.
My husband stuck his face back in the bedroom this
morning with a look that told me something was very
wrong. Gypsy had not only christened the new sofa with
her distinctive soft poo, but someone had urinated on
the chair!
Aaarrrggh! Mommy was not happy. Little s**ts wanted
to make sure the new stuff smelled more like the old
stuff I guess.
Nina
__________________________________
Yahoo! Mail - PC Magazine Editors' Choice 2005
http://mail.yahoo.com