There are those who wake up to the wonderful aroma of brewing coffee. There are those awaken to the sweet smell of cooking bacon. There are even those who rise to the scent of cinnamon rolls. I… I my friends, wake up to the odoriferous wash of cat shit.
Like Pavlov’s Dog before him, my cat’s bowels are for one reason or another triggered by the sound of my alarm clock. Irrespective of when I set that alarm, I awaken to an apartment with the smell of cat feces lazily creeping about. FML
