Damn...

[calime]

...when you discover the dog sneaking catshit to his crate, it is a clear indication that cleaning the litter boxes is overdue. And it seemed like yesterday when I last did it. This is yet another thing I hate about being sick - time goes by as a slow molassy flow when you cock a bleary eye at it, and then when you turn away, it legs it with a speed of light. And leaves you sitting in the bleak future with accumulating load of things-not-done and dirty litterboxes. And dust bunnies. *glares at her disobedient myocardium* *glares at the pouting dog for a good measure*

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When there's something to be cleaned, Sammy knows to call me. Even if it's just a bit of poop that rolled on the floor or if someone threw up. He meows discontentedly and looks at me until I follow him and he takes me to the offending spot. He also likes participating in the cleaning of the litter. I'm less keen on his help.

Do feel better and don't overdo things. {{{hugs}}}. I miss talking to you.

[calime]

Hehe, my cats have learned to stay on the sidelines when I clean litter *g*.
*hugsback* I miss you too.