We've had to start locking the cat in the bathroom at night. If we don't he has a party on our heads in the middle of the night. (We have an additional litter box and food and water in there for him.) He has gotten used to it, but still whines for the first 15 minutes after we put him in there.
The bathroom we put him in is right next to Corbin's bedroom.
So one night I lock the kitty up, put the kids to bed and walk downstairs.
No sooner had I gotten down stairs then Corbin calls for me. I come to the bottom of the stairs as he comes half way down the stairs and stops. He puts both of his hands up in the "stop" position and says:
Corbin: "Mom, we have a problem."
Me: "Problem? What is it?"
Corbin: "I think the cat went down the toilet."
Me: "WHAT?!?!? What makes you think that?!?"
Corbin: "Well, he is in the bathroom and is yelling loudly. I was just thinking that if I was in the bathroom and couldn't get the door open, and I was yelling it would be because I had gone down the toilet. We need to check and make sure he's ok."
So I open the bathroom door and show Corbin that the toilet lid is down and the cat is fine... he is just whining and loud.
Too funny!










