Tuesday

I am totally losing the Great Breeze Box War of 2008. Nothing can convince Max that using this box is a good idea; I even tried spreading a large amount of the Breeze pellets in his regular box, but his salvo in that battle was to poop on the floor just outside the bathroom.

If you've ever endured a battle of will with a two year old, you have an idea what this is like. I want the cats to transition to this box, I demand it, but they've hunkered down and determined that this is a Do Not Want situation, and nothing I say or do is going to change their stubborn little minds.

Buddah has peed in it at least twice, but that's it. It was a furry little tease, designed to make me think I was gaining ground.

I wonder how I managed to get a kid potty trained...

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