I don’t document publicly the coincidences that happen privately, but I’m going to reveal this because none of you are listening.
This is getting gross.
This, in my world, is a true statement:
The Blue Russian Prostitute Cat was criticized by my mother for being so old she couldn’t make a turd. So she did.
The next morning after the criticism, a solid most nicely piled up turd is laying next to the litter box. As a showing of “Yes Meow Can!”. Now she’s gone back to pastey old turds, cos she’s old, but this is my daily life and I am sharing a gross coincidence.
I have the pictures, but like I said, this is gross.