Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Something Smelly This Way Comes

Saturday night is the only time of the week when I can relax for more than half an hour at a time. After feeding the cats their snack about eight to eight-thirty, I have a bath, then sit down with a bowl of popcorn and watch a movie.

Renn is a big part of Saturday evenings. That’s his night with me. He loves bath-time. When I tell him it’s bath-time, he becomes very excited and sits with me while the water plunges into the tub. After it is full, he leaves to see to matters important to himself.

Last Saturday, I stepped into the tub and lie back. It wasn’t long until I smelled something unpleasant, and strong. It was like a gas line had ruptured just outside the bathroom door. I knew what it was, but it was intense, almost overwhelming.

It was so bad, I actually yelled out, “Is someone going to bury that?!”

Alas, no one heeded. My options were limited. I could submerged my head - and nose - until the stench faded, which, being a poor imitation of Buster Crabbe, I did not believe would succeed, or abbreviate my bath and deal with the problem myself. I reluctantly chose the latter.

I looked in the store-room, where the litter-boxes are kept and found the contents undisturbed from when I had scooped everything prior to my bath. I was puzzled, and a little alarmed; I hoped someone had not done his business outside a box. Then I recalled the spare box I had set up in the library. Sure enough, there were Renn’s results. His are often big and smelly. Rarely as bad as this, but then, I am frequently absent when he feels the need to relieve himself. I quickly dealt with the offence.

Unnecessary though it may be to write, my big boy was untroubled by his actions, and settled down next to me to watch - or, in his case, sleep - through the movie. Though not a grade ‘A’ film this time, it at least wasn’t the stinker Renn was that night.

16 comments:

  1. So much for your relaxing Saturday evening!

    Not being able to smell has its pros (and cons). It would have been a "pro" in this case. :-D

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    1. Yes, you'd be in the clear (air) in this case.

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  2. Oh my, I'm sorry I'm laughing so hard I've got tears in my eyes. "is someone going to bury that?" I can just imagine the cats looking at each other saying "well, I'm not doing it, you doing it?"

    It's a shame your bath was interrupted but at least Renn slept through that.

    Eileen

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    1. I was lucky they didn't get Mikey to do it...

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  3. I'm sorry, but juxtaposing this with film night makes me think of...

    "SMELL-O-VISION!"

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smell-O-Vision

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    1. Ha! Yes! I read the article and the sub-section 'Competition with AromaRama', with its inimitable quote, "I... have invented a process to make movies smell." Yes, it's called Hollywood.

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  4. I am laughing too! Renn, you're a master it seems. All turned out well...get it? Heeeee.

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  5. Perhaps Renn was just giving his opinion of the movie. Ahh...everyone's a critic!

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    1. Good Heavens, it hadn't started yet! Wait a minute... Judging something before he even sees it... I'm sure there's a paying position my big boy could apply for...

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  6. dood...noe mor beanz for ewe.....we iz CRACKIN UP !!!!!!!!!!!! yur dad shuld rite comedy....ore for comedianz...he wood be a bazillionaire over nite ! :) ☺☺♥♥

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  7. Poor Renn, he probably wondered what was wrong and thought better out than in...for him anyway.

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  8. That is too funny. I named a cat Stinky years ago because she never covered.

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  9. Oh Dear. Renn, you gave us quite a laugh. You are top boy today.

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