I have been bringing him up on my bed while I am on the computer and giving him some love. I make him lie on the big diaper pad in case he lets one go and after an hour of that non-stop attention, I turn my back on him for a second when I took my hand off of him and he has to go and pee on the paper I was reading. But that soaked two blankets and the great foam thingie I love so much but didn't reach the mattress. Now I have to sleep like I am on some kind of indoor camp out which some ratty old blankets I could scrounge from the basement. Who knows what kind of hanta virus lives in those. Or are they from the smallpox outbreak awhile back?? I can't remember and mom was never good at labelling thing very well, even if she used tubs for storage.
I know there are some of you who will feel pleased with my woes over this cat and his hatred of me. This cat will take my attention and love and then pee on my stuff. I don't care if it's how he shows affection or fear or if he is just mental. Please make it stop. Have him act like a regular cat. Have him sleep on a rug and not a hard floor which he NEVER pees on. No, has to be something I have touched that get's his gift of sterile urine. Well at least I know how to get him a clean sample for the vet and the vet he is off too and maybe a cat behaviorist with a radical concept that has the cat sign an agreement NOT to pee on my bed or my stuff ever again. Then I will treat him as he is PRINCE OF CATS which any cat who I have raised knows, is a pretty sweet deal. Ask any of them at the Rainbow Bridge. They give me nothing but the highest marks as a cat owner.
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