The Education of Jeeves
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Me and My Cat
By Debbie Freeberg-Renwick
I had been told that the training procedure with cats was difficult. It’s not. Mine had me trained in two days.
~Bill Dana
It’s inevitable whenever cat lovers get together that the topic of litter boxes comes up — the merits and drawbacks of various brands of kitty litter, the best locations for the boxes, the problems certain cats have using the litter box and of course the debate over whether those new electronic self-cleaning models are really worth the price. It is an awkward moment for me, for I have nothing to say to my fellow feline fanciers on this subject, except to mention as humbly as I can, that my cat, Jeeves, is toilet-trained.
This announcement always causes a stir. Some people laugh, while others scoff. After insisting that it’s true, I explain that Jeeves uses — and flushes — the toilet like any other civilized apartment dweller. I ignore the head-shaking and envious mutterings, for it is a privilege and a joy to live with this refined gentleman of a cat.
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