Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Me vs. The Cat

I was so mad on Sunday that I could have shoved The Cat out the door without a second thought. We’ve had our differences. He walks around the house and caterwauls (how about that word? I learned it from MommyK). He hates his food regardless of what kind we try. He hates his litter, though we are always trying “better” brands and even bought a self-cleaning litter box. Still, he often poops on the floor (in the unfinished basement). We recently made him a cat door so that he can go in and out of the basement as he pleases.

Now that The Baby is older, I feel comfortable NOT watching him like a hawk every second. Don’t get me wrong, I am always in the room; I just no longer hover over him as he walks or crawls around. If he’s playing with his ball in the entry or dining room and I’m in the living room, that’s okay. We have our home baby proofed and we have security gates so that he only really has access to the living room and dining room. Aside from the table and chairs, which are tethered together so The Baby can’t knock them over (I’m serious), there is nothing in the dining room besides a rug. I let The Baby roam out there as it’s attached to the living room and because it’s pretty much empty.

On Sunday, he pushed a toy to the dining room and was babbling. I was reading “Baby Laughs,” and feeling all motherly and whatnot. Then it happened. I heard nothing. Really, to a mother is there anything as loud as the sound of nothing? I threw the book aside and ran to the dining room. There on the corner of the rug was a pile of cat crap. Also on the corner of the rug was my son. There was poo on his fingers and on his MOUTH. I had a wet paper towel in my hand and the poop cleaned off my son and off the floor in six and a half seconds. I grabbed The Baby and washed his hands and face at the sink for a really, really long time. I think I might have actually been going “puh, puh” every time I tried to splash water into his mouth.

I felt guilty. I should have been watching. But I never factored poop into the equation. I wanted to kill The Cat. I collected myself and assured myself that, well, shit happens. Then I brushed the cat crap out of my son’s teeth.

8 comments:

Sandy C. said...

Oooooooh No! What a nightmare! I'm so sorry this happened. Please don't beat yourself up over this. Indeed shit happens. You're human and you can't be everywhere all the time. I hope your little guy didn't get sick.

30 Minute Mommy said...

ok..that is both terrible and hysterical. i have three cats and i hope that never happens.

Melissa said...

OMG-I don't even know what to say. I am LOLing. My mouth is to the floor. Oh my. Poor little guy.

Anne said...

Thank goodness, The Baby didn't get sick. I don't get it, he will sample poo, but won't touch half the food I try to give to him!

Scylla said...

Oh No!! That is awful!!
(though really funny to read).

I remember wanting to kill my cat when my daughter was little. He was jealous of her, so he took a huge crap in her bed.

I just kept thinking, "Really?! In her freaking bed!?"

MommyK said...

OMG. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little.

Have you tried a different litter box? Or getting another litter box and putting it elsewhere in the house? I had a cat who refused to use a box without a cover and my current cat won't use his box if there is a speck of dirt in it. Think road rage is bad? You've never seen Cat Pee Rage.

I also wanted to tell you, I love the picture of The Baby putting stuff into the subwoofer. My son did the same thing and we're waiting for the girl to learn it too.

onceuponamel said...

This is my WORST nightmare. One of our cats also has an aversion to the litter - not all the time, but whenever she feels like it. I swear I do not know how you resisted shoving (err, tossing) that cat down into the basement for the next year.

BusyDad said...

OH! plah plah plah. I think I got cat poop in my mouth just reading that. Well your cat needs to take a lesson from your boy and realize that he shouldn't be so picky about what he eats.