Pushkin made me laugh this morning. I took him out for a little walk, and he loves to pee when outside. He spent a while looking for the perfect spot to bless with his sprinkle. Under the spirea bushes? No, not quite right. In the pile of leaves? Nope, not good enough. Hmmm, where to go...He walked through the hedge and as I came round the other side I saw that he'd selected the perfect spot. He was peeing into a chipmunk hole! Poor little chippies! I'm sure they were curled up deep enough underground and escaped the indignity of being peed on by a cat. :lol3: