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A couple of days ago I got a text from my wife saying something about "kitten" and "barn" and "abandoned". Cutting a long story short, so yea, we got another kitten. She was abandoned (as best we can figure) at the barn (theory being a dumped kitten turns into a barn cat, probably makes those responsible sleep better at night). She burrowed into A's shoulder and neck and purred her little brains out before she got a chance to even *see* the kitten.

As the difference in work and effort between 5 cats and 6 is only 20% compared to the 100% difference between 0 and 1 cats, or even 33% if you were to go from 3 to 4 cats. Of course, by that theory the amount of work to get more cats approaches 0, meaning that life will get easier the more cats I have! Well, that's my justification anyway. Here are some more pictures!

1am - Go to sleep after coming back from Shaun's House.
5:00am - Woken up by odd noises that I hope aren't a mouse being brought into the house.
5:21am - Realize that I can't pretend it's not a mouse anymore, and get up, catch the mouse, take it out to the front garden, and close the cat door so they can't bring it back in.
6:00am - Get woken up by cats outside pawing at the cat door to be let in. Open it and let them in.
7:00am - Get woken up by more mouse noises and squeeking as they have brought in the same (unlucky) or different, mouse. Catch and deposit in the back yard this time.
7:01-10:00ish - Bugged by cats to move, freezing cold, can't get comfortable, until I finally got out of bed. Ugh.

Took the bunnies off to Elizabeth's Wildlife Rescue Center out in Abbotsford. Thanks to a friend of mine pointing me in the right direction, and a couple of phone calls I found her and her operation. I admit I am a bit sad to see them go, being cute and fuzzy and all, however, food (as my cats like to think of them) living in the same house as cats probably isn't the best situation.

I have to give Elizabeth kudos though, she basically runs the place herself, cats for a lot of animals 24/7, both the cute ones and the injured and the not so cute ones. I'll be donating as soon as I can get my hands on a real paycheck again. Also there's an open house there the last weekend in August, both Saturday and Sunday, noon to four.

Last few pics of the bunnies soon.

So this morning, 30 minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off a strange noise followed by the pitter patter of kitten feet zoomed under the bed. Seems the cats learned how to work the door of the cage the bunnies were in and were having great fun chasing one of them around the floor. Luckily it was unharmed and rescued quickly. Also they seem to be OK drinking from the syringe, which is a great sign.

A coworker at the new job pointed me to the Small Animal Rescue Society of BC which looks like a good point to start looking for a more suitable, and less dangerous, home for bun 1 and bun 2 (need better names too).

Then I got home tonight (way later than expected, time ran away and I realized what time it was just as the second to last train was leaving) to find Andrea pulling apart the cupboards in the office downstairs. Turns out bun 2 (not the one chased this morning) somehow got out of the cage (again, why?) and was either adventuring or chased by the kittens into the space under the cupboards in the office.

Ah, the joys of small-animal-in-hostile-environment ownership! More pics soon.

So a funny thing happened to me today.... Seems there were some orphaned, around two week old bunnies that needed a home, so they are here now. Below you'll see one, still probably terrified out of it's wits, looking out towards the camera from it's new, temporary home.

The home is a cat carrier with some shavings on the bottom, a stuffed toy lamb to simulate mommy sitting over them, and some greenery. Andrea also came home with some kitten milk replacement, feeding bottles, and the like.

Anyone know a 12-17 year old kid in 4H or similar who wants to bottle feed and care for the littler buggers? They're infinitely cute (iPhone shot below)!

I can only imagine what the cats will think of it...

One of our cats, Patches, seems to be peeing in the house, not in the litter box. I say seems, though there really is little doubt of it. At christmas when we brought a couple of chairs in for Christmas dinner so family would have somewhere to sit the second we brought them in she jumped up on one of them and peed on it, in front of several people. Every once and a while, but getting more frequent it seems, she goes somewhere in the house. There doesn't seem to be any real rhyme or reason to it. Just randomly around. And it's a big enough house that we don't always see/smell it right away. Sometimes it's just things on the floor, ie: a plastic bag just dropped in the middle of the floor, or a work glove left in a corner. This evening when I was turning out the lights to go to bed I was down at the front enterance and was hit by the now familiar horrible smell of cat urine.

No source of course. I spent about five minutes wandering around the basement and front enterance, periodically getting down on hands and knees to sniff a suspicious stain on the floor, or a glove, or a bit of leftover insulation. The only thing I found was a relatively old pee spot on a plastic bag full of drywall screws sitting on a workbench. Dead center.

No rhyme or reason. She was doing it in the heating vents at one time, other times on the (old) couch (pretty sure of that anyway), and a couple of times my backpack, which was thurouly washed after the first time, but was smelling again when we got back from holidays and it was left on the kitchen counter.

I don't know if it's a territory thing (the new chair incident suggests this) or a bladder infection (she's been checked by a vet, bye bye another $500 for that thankyouverymuch) or a stress thing (construction around the house, but she's been doing it for longer than that) or something to do with abandonment issues. Hell, I don't even know if it's new to this house or if she was doing it at the apartment when we first got her. Maybe that's why she was abandonded by her previous owners.

She uses the litter box fine, we've seen her use it. We've taken her to the vet like I said and he said she had a mild bladder infection and we nuked that with antibiotics. We have gobs of litter boxes which are cleaned regularily. We clean any spots we find thoroughly, but of course, sometimes we don't find them for a while.

I'm pretty much at the end of my rope. I'm sick of not wanting to have people over because my house smells like cat pee. I'm sick of having to worry that if I leave my bag on the floor I have to stick my nose in it to check to make sure it's still ok. I'm sick of catching the hint of something and not knowing if it's pee or not, or if I'm imagining it or not.

And I don't know what to do. Realistically I have two options.

• Keep cat.
  
• Don't keep cat.

And from that it comes down to something like

• Keep cat and accept that there'll probably be more peeing in the house. Maybe it'll end or slow when the basement is done, maybe not.
  
• Send cat to the SPCA for adoption. Maybe the issue is the multi-cat home. She isn't particularily friendly with the other cats, but she's not a loaner by any means. Her and Zoon will play or groom each other. Maybe whoever gets her won't have any issues at all. On the other hand, maybe I'll just be foisting the same problem on some other unsuspecting person or family.
  
• Put the cat down. Most definately will make the problem go away, and also the hardest choice. I've never put a cat down before and obviously would rather not do this to someone under my roof. If it's a choice of this or having a house that smells like cat pee for the rest of my life though...
  

Any other options? There are some webpages on stuff like this, like this one, with a lot of suggestions that are already done or are good ideas and may not work for me (ie: putting peed on items in the litter box is a fine idea, how exactly to I get my furnace vents in there though? ).

So what do I do to save my house and my sanity?

Update:
Because this post seems to have hit high up in the google searches, I thought I'd update a bit about what happened in my case.