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FUCK.

Sunny spent the better part of yesterday at the vet, not providing a urine sample. Instead of him staying, I took him home, because I figure he was pretty stressed out.

HE WAS STRESSED OUT ENOUGH TO PEE WHERE HE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO THIS MORNING.

This time, instead of using the spot beside the litterbox (which is a vinyl floor and relatively easy to clean), he decided to use the bottom shelf of a CD rack that is near the kitchen, but in the livingroom.

Did I mention that we have carpet?

Oh, and that the bottom rack (which kind of looks like this, but is smaller) was absolutely JAMMED with CDs? CDs that are now covered in cat pee?

I don't know if this is a protest to being left at the vet or there is something medically wrong, or what. I know it's not a litterbox issue, because those are fucking clean. I have even put Sunny into the litterbox a couple of times, including after he peed on the shelf.

I am a combination of angry and disappointed and so fucking tired. I also know that I'm going to be the one picking up the slack on this (aka, doing all the fucking work) and I just can't even right now.