Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Tinkle, Tinkle, Little Howard

Every day at about 3:00 pm I treat myself to a little siesta. I stretch out on my comfy living room couch with an old quilt and my cats pile on me. I take great comfort in this little ritual. The nap only lasts 30 minutes, but it's really awesome and I look forward to it every day.

Howard was driving my son crazy in his room, so we decided to let him out. Howard hasn't stopped running since. I sighed happily as the clock struck 3 pm and I pulled the quilt up to my chest. I could hear Howard galloping in another room...."aaah...the pitter patter of little feet..

Howard came sliding into the living room where I was. I could hear the side of the couch shredding as he climbed up....then he climbed down...more galloping...somebody on the otherside of the room started hissing...more ripping - different chair this time...gallop...sliiiide....gallop.. I grumbled a bit but tried to nap anyway. I need that 30 minutes.

Then I heard a different sound...

...it was the sound of running water...a soft sound....a tinkle, perhaps?

I bolted upright. The cats that had been snoozing with me went flying onto the floor. The *tinkle* sound was still going and I could see Howard on my favourite rug squatting. It was all in slow motion after that:

"Nooooooooo....HOoooooowaaaard....!"

I grabbed Howard and started running with outstretched arms. But Howard never stopped peeing! I'll never fully understand what happened next. Maybe it was just the panic of running with a peeing kitten? I ran to the bottom of my stairs and looked up (pee...pee...pee) Carpet on the steps...I'll never make it to the upstairs litterbox. I run to the basement steps. Drat! More carpet!

At this point, I'm thinking that this must be THE LONGEST pee on record! This kitten is STILL peeing and there's a line of pee accumulating throughout the house where I had been running.

My final moment of sanity came when I held the little guy over the kitchen sink! Of course, by this time, there was only a small tinkle. I gave him a little shake to shake off any drips. *sigh*

Needless to say, I spent my 30 minute siesta cleaning up pee. Lots and lots of pee. Yay.

The best part of my day was hearing about the latest rescue! I wasn't really part of this rescue, although I made my recommendations. We were able to take EIGHT cats today! One of them was a special favourite of mine named "Lyla":

Lyla and her sister (the black cat next to her) were surrendered to the shelter some time ago. Their owner had passed away. Lyla's sister was euthanized at the shelter, but Lyla has survived. She's been living in a dog holding area and she's SO sweet. I'm so grateful that Lyla has another chance. She certainly deserved it after losing everything.

Things seem very full at the rescue right now. I keep going through the foster home list with hope there's somebody that I've missed that needs a foster cat. I'm hopeful that the big adoption weekend will free up some space.

I didn't get my nap, but it's hard to be grumpy when eight little souls made it out today. I'm going to push "publish" on this blog post and go kiss Howard. I love him already...

12 comments:

CanuckPet said...

Thanks, the vision of you running around with a peeing kitten was just the laugh I needed today LOL

We are looking to move soon and then hopefully I can get into fostering, we have tried not to in the past with an older sick cat and then we just didn't have the space

House of the Discarded said...

CanuckPet: I'm counting on it!!

Steve Bartlett said...

ROFL! My three little stooges have left the odd poop bomb downstairs. It's my own fault for leaving them down there while trying to work upstairs. Right now I'm at the computer with a kitten on each forearm and one on my left shoulder.

canuckpet said...

It is one of the few things I am looking forward to in moving - I was banned from fostering for a while because I kept keeping them but even I know I am at my limit with 5 LOL

In the mean time, if there is anything you ever need help with, I am happy to help

Ian said...

Beth - what a hilarious piece... thanks for the laugh!

Deb said...

Enjoyed the story of peeing Howard but I guess it wasn't so funny when you have to clean it. He is a sweetie though. How many foster homes do you have? I know how hard it is to find a good foster home because I used to be one for a rescue until I had too many of my own at home. It is a great rescue called Ottawa Cat Rescue Network and they cover the whole Ottawa area. She has about 40 homes now.

whitesocks said...

Beth: another grand story :)!

Steve: how adorable is that! a pic, perhaps?

Canuckpet: a friend has a term for this: he says his wife and he are FFP's (Failed Foster Parents :D)!

Anonymous said...

That was described so well LOL...I had the complete visual LOL...

House of the Discarded said...

Deb: Toronto Cat Rescue has over 200+ foster homes now. It's a big, highly organized group. It's wonderful to be part of a rescue like this.

I've heard of Ottawa Cat Rescue - 40 foster homes is a VERY manageable number :)

CanuckPet said...

whitesocks: I am very good about giving kittens back and normal healthy adult cats. But give me a feral or a sick/older one and I am done - but I am a proud FFP!

My SO still says I am banned from having more ferals, my little princess is quite enough for him

Anonymous said...

LOL! I've picked up a cat in mid-puke and watched the hairball projectile across the room at least 15 feet!! Why do they insist on puking on the tiny 2x3 carpet in a room that's 20x20?????

whitesocks said...

I only love you for being an FFP, Canuckpet :)! The only thing that's stopping me from being an FFP with my current foster is my solemn promise to my husband when I took her in!