Cat Training

Posted: February 4, 2011 in Home Page 

Here’s the mother of all cat-tales: Wingnut, my friend’s cat, is in training to use the toilet! We don’t have enough to do, right?

He probably he eats out of a crystal sherbet.

Wingnut is Marc and Linda’s  handsome new black and white cat–black, with snowy-white feet and gleaming white whiskers that makes his face shimmer. Smart-looking, as if in tuxedo. 

Before his life as Wingnut, he was a tiny, confident kitten tossed out on a country road by somebody who’d never felt a compassionate thought about how a kitten would survive in the fast-approaching winter. Marc and Linda claimed him as their own. 

Even though he was being adopted as an airplane hangar cat, he listened carefully to all their conversation as they drove him to his new home. He decided he had to do something, fast. So, bundled in Linda’s arms, he did the only thing a kitten could do–he sneezed. The car stopped! 

He smiled, knowing he had them where he wanted them. He would never soil his pretty white feet on the outside.

There’s actually a method to this training, and Wingnut is taking to it pretty well. He didn’t even need M&M’s for toilet training tools. Wingnut likes to sit; he knows ‘where to go’. I’ve learned he has his own bedroom, also his own bathroom, which means he has his very own toilet.

I will write about him again when he learns to use toilet paper.