The Litterbox Challenge

OK... we have four cats.

That may sound like a lot, but think of it this way: we live in a house that has three floors and a basement, so that's one cat per floor. I know several people who have a much higher cat-to-floor-ratio. Needless to say, we are vermin free.

Anyway, there's a thing that happens when we clean the litterboxes. Now it's fair to say that cleaning the litterbox is as much good deed for the cats as it is for us. Cats are clean animals and they like clean litterboxes. They appreciate the fact that their poopies magically disappear, giving them a clean slate to again express themselves fecally.

But these cats - they are not content to let the litterbox lie fallow for a moment. A clean litterbox is a challenge to these little beasts. They watch as we scoop the litter, wide-eyed and calculating... with the intention to rush in the moment we replace the litterbox lid and poop as they have never pooped before.

I don't know where they get it all - do they wait all day like some bulemic in reverse, do they collectively pool their poops in the other litterbox and carry them down to make one big hoe-down, do they have it trucked in from out of state?

I am at a loss to explain why the litterbox looks the same 5 minutes after being scooped. Their productivity is remarkable.

None-the-less, I love the cats. Really.