I. Hate. Cats.
I don't use the word "hate" much. But I hate cats.
Specifically, I hate the cat that filled my kids' sandbox with crap the other night. I suspect this cat belongs to the new neighbors but in fairness it could be any cat. Whatever cat it is, I hate.
I take some solace from knowing that if said cat is out at night much it will eventually become Coyote Chow, or perhaps Owl Snack.
Stupid cats.
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I'm with ya brother!
But, didn't you know that sandboxes = giant litter box?
It is not a matter of me realizing that cats poop in sand. It is a matter of this particular cat pooping in my sand.
I plan on treating myself to a lovely little kitty for my birthday. However, it will not crap in other people's sandboxes, as it will be an indoor cat and crap in its designated area. I 'hate' fleas.
Put a lid on it silly.
I am well aware of the steps I need to take.
Meeeoooow!