Sanitation crew

When we moved into this house, we put Toby's food bowl & litter box in the spare bathroom and called it "Toby's bathroom." Unfortunately, once George reached the shrieking-and-chasing age, he terrorized Toby enough that he would no longer use that litter box.

After some intense negotiation, we set up a litter box in the living room (eech!) which has worked out fairly well. But as George and Toby have gotten on better terms, Dean and I have wondered if we couldn't get the litter box back into the bathroom and OUT of the living room.

So I set the second litter box up in Toby's bathroom. It hasn't been a huge success, but he does use it occasionally. George likes to use that bathroom, too, though, and he is not crazy about sharing.

Saturday we found the door closed, with this sign on it:



I'll let you guess who got to do the unstinking.