Daniella's Misadventures

The Reason My Blog has not been up to snuff

I don't know if you have noticed, but I haven't been as eloquent lately. You may be wondering as to the reason for this. Well, there are two reasons. Their names are Cali, heretofore known as The Small Evil Cat (SmEC) and Frank, heretofore known as Big Fat Lazy Cat (BFLC).

In New Orleans, we had a two bedroom, two bath apartment. The cat litter lived in the stand up shower of the second (and mostly unused) bathroom. The cat food and water lived on the bathroom counter near the sink. On the floor was a large laundry basket with old towels piled in it. The cats knew how to open the various drawers and cabinets (which were empty). It was basically cat paradise. The cats had the run of the apartment all day while we were at work and all evening while we were home. At night, however, when we retired to our bedroom, the cats retired to their cat paradise bathroom and the door was closed. This arrangement worked well for everyone involved, particularily me, as I am a terribly light sleeper.

Here in New Jersey (aka Hell), we have a lovely two bedroom apartment. It has a great big, beautiful eat in kitchen, hardwood and marble floors and it is on a quiet street. What it does not have is a second bathroom. The SmEC has a new favorite game. It involves scratching on our bedroom door while meowing very VERY loudly at 1:30 AM, 3:30 AM, 4:45 AM and 5:30 AM. Then, when I come out cursing, she runs away and hides. As soon as I drift back to sleep, the process begins again. She, needless to say, finds this oh-so-much-fun. I am not nearly so amused.

I don't know what to do. Our apartment has an open floor plan, which means the kitchen, dining room and living room all lead into one another. Our bedroom is directly off of the living room. I can't put them in the spare bedroom due to BFLC's taste for computer cords (i.e. he will destroy our two computers which live in the spare bedroom). I cannot put them in our only bathroom because I don't want the litter box in there. The cat litter currently resides in a small storage alcove behind our refrigerator. This area is too small to close the cats in (its about 2X3 feet and only waist high) -- it would be cruel. I don't have a solution to my problem.

All I know is that I haven't slept more than three consecutive hours in about six weeks and I think I may be going mad without some quality sleep. I may be becoming homicidal...