my cat has taken to peeing in places that are not her litter box. not sure if this is a cry for help or part of some devious plan but what ends up happening is my husband will totally flip his shit as she sits there and watches him clean it up, some strange tug-of-war for power.
so this morning we wake up and discover that she has done it again, only this time she found his opened lunch box sitting on the floor. in that moment that she squatted for a piss inside his bag she moved her queen... checkmate.
as my daughter picked her up to race her to the safety of outside she called out “I feel like I’m smuggling Marie Antoinette out of France!”











