I was making my coffee this morning and Jethro walked past me onto the service porch, hopped into the litterbox, propped his front feet on the edge, and commenced peeing. I couldn’t believe he was actually doing this, so I stood over him and watched incredulously. I said, “Are you really peeing like that??”
He ignored me, finished his business, hopped out of the litterbox and as he was walking away, turned and gave me this satisfied look.
“That’s how I roll, mama.”
