Loving the heating

Now that it is so cold here now, obviously I have had to be generous with the heating, normally I am stingy with he heating, but I am not in the mood to sit in the cold, so Bob and Betty are loving it, they set up camp next to the heater and are in heaven. They come away from the heater when they have to for food, toilet etc, then head Back to the cosy spot next to the heater. I wish I had the life of a cat!

Bob is still being an angel, I need to start moving onto the next stage soon, but I am scared it may send him backwards, no matter how slow I do it. I think I will give him another week, to make extra sure it is ingrained in his brain!

How did she do it?

Night nights!

Betty's new addiction to cotton buds appears to be getting out of hand, I had a box of cotton buds on the table, I went out and when I got home, they were every where, the thing is the lid had been on so tight, I don't have a clue how she got it open, but they were every where. She could pick something a little less messy to pick to throw every where!.



Bob is still being an angel, I can go to sleep at night with out knowing I am going to wake up next to poo. The only problem is I am scared that he is saving it all up to catch me out, I guess I just have to enjoy it while it lasts!

Bob is still getting gold stars

Well I still can't believe it really, but Bob, my naughty big Bob, is no longer naughty. He is still toileting on the piece of duvet where he is meant to be doing it (as oppose to on me!). I am over joyed with him, he & Betty are being spoilt even more than usual. We still have to remember it is early days, and we are only on the first stage, as I am really happy with what he is doing at the moment, it is only the start on the long road to him toileting in a litter tray.

At present my bed is covered in a sheet of plastic, with a piece of duvet on it that is approx 1 sixth of a double duvet. This is what he toilets on, obviously every time he goes on it I wash that piece and put a clean piece on the bed, but this isn't ideal for long term, but it is luxury compared to what I have been used to with him. The plan is to slowly turn the piece of duvet into a little tray, this is going to have to be done VERY slowly, as obviously I do not want him to feel rushed and go back wards, but I can now see an end to this, finely I will be able to have my bed back!

For any of you who have no idea why Bob gets this special treatment, I will give you a brief over view, or you could just look back to the beginning of the blog!

Bob was very ill as a youngster and it caused him to fear going to the toilet, especially in the litter tray, so he started to go on my bed and me, because it made him feel safe. Unfortunately the behaviour stuck and the only place he likes to toilet is me or my bed, not pleasant I assure you! But Bob is on the mend, slowly but surely.

But as you all no, I would never have Bob any other way, he is a special cat (and he knows it!)


Lets give poor Betty a mention, she always seems to be left out, she is all good fun, still into chasing cotton buds and doing her funny little winge noise. She is a special cat two, I love them both to pieces.

Betty's new love

Well Betty has now found the best toy ever, a cotton bud, I left one on the table, she seized her chance and stole it, now she is rolling around on the floor, doing roly polys  on the floor chasing it, she thinks it is the best thing ever. Obviously I am closely supervising her as the last thing I want is for her to swallow it. Why is it you can spend so much money on cat toys and beds and they would much rather have a cotton bud and a card board box!

Bob is still being a star pupil, he is earning his gold stars!

Bob is still being an angel

Well Bob is still being an angel, toileting in the right place, so there for hasn't yet had to experience being shut out of the bedroom, thank god, I actually think it would be harder for me than for him, so I am glad he is being good.

Molly the dog came around this evening, Bob loves Molly, he follows her around in ore of her, I think he wants to be her! Betty on the other hand stays up high and keeps her distance, she doesn't care for Molly, she would rather send her on her way!

Betty has got her appetite back, which is a relief, I was starting to get a bit worried. But that's the thing with Betty, she is always OK, she gets over anything, it is princess Bob that is the sickly one, the one that requires special attention, he may be huge, but he is delicate inside, Betty on the other hand is a tough nut!

Bob you little angel

I spoke to Bobs behaviour team the other day, they decided the only option from now on was to shut Bob out of the bedroom over night, as he has been toileting on me on a nightly basis. I was so upset at the thought of him not sleeping with me any more, as it is something I love, but as the behaviour said, every night he toilets on me the behaviour is being reinforced. So I agreed that from now on at night Bob would be shut out of the bedroom.

That was until Bob suddenly decided he was going to be the perfect little student, that evening he went for a wee on the piece of duvet like he is meant to, once I had cleaned that up, he then did a poo on the piece of duvet. It was exactly what he was meant to be doing all of these months, perfectly. So my theory is that he heard me talking to the behaviour team, decided he didn't want to be shut out of the bedroom and decided to play ball. He has done it 3 days in a row now, perfectly. So obviously I haven't shut him out of the bedroom, I am just hoping that he keeps it up, maybe this is the break through we have been waiting for.

Betty on the other hand is still off her food a little, but she seems fine in herself.

Give me a break Bob

Bob did a poo on me in my sleep last night, a wee and a poo on me 2 nights previous to this, he is really winding me up now. The thing that gets tougher about it is the way he rubs against my legs purring as I am cleaning it up. I swear it is out to cause me to have a nervous breakdown!

Betty has been a bit off her food, I am not really sure why, I even put her tea on the top shelf of the scratch post, as that is her favourite place to sit. I worked on the principal that it might encourage her to eat it, but again she didn't really touch it. Either she is sickening for something or she has another hair ball, although she only brought one up recently.

Betty, Betty, Betty

Betty has just given me the fright of my life, as I have mentioned before she suffers from pica disorder, which means she eats odd things, for her it mainly involves a love for plastic and my hair. Well just now she gave the fright of my life (and hers I think). I heard a crinkling sound, look round to see her chewing on something, as I walked towards her she started choking. I am panicking, she is panicking, Bob is asking for treats! Any ways, I find myself sticking my fingers deep into her mouth to pull out the piece of clear plastic that covered the face of my new watch, Betty sees plastic and thinks it is tasty, I should have known better and should never have left it on the table, but a moment of lapse in concentration means Betty leaps into action!

I am pleased to say Betty has got over the ordeal and would eat it again given the chance, me on the other hand am still shaking. Do not get a cat with pica disorder, it is hard work!