A stray cat found on my bathroom shelf where cleaning supplies are stored. It also left a stinky mess, thus destroying the shelf.

“Meow.”

I hear a cat’s meow, sounding like it’s coming from outside of the bathroom window. The sound was actually coming from the shelving area, so I looked around for this cat. I also smelled a very foul odor in the bathroom, somewhat like the smell of dog poo. My two dogs were inside the house, but I saw no evidence of poo. I was outside in the backyard minutes earlier picking up dog poo, but I had already taken off my shoes.

In fact, the stench was strong enough that I knew it wasn’t “memory” odor, the odor you can still smell but it no longer exists. Then I glanced up on the top shelf. Lying on the top shelf was a white cat bunched up in the corner, avoiding the pile of diarrhea it left behind.

I ran downstairs to grab the gardening gloves for hand protection (in case it scratches or bites), then went back upstairs to rid the cat from my house. I grabbed it from the scruff of its neck and tossed it out the front door and into the front yard. Then I went to begin work on the clean-up.

The cat’s mess saturated into the particle board, therefore destroyed the shelf.

This was one cat that left behind one stinky mess. I don’t know how in the world those cat people with hundreds of cats defecating and urinating in the house can live with the stench.

What a way to start off on a new slate, too.

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