Ew, What's that smell?

Yeah, I'm at it again. Cleaning up cat dukey. That and mopping up their messes. But believe me I think I never stopped. Cats. They are cute and adorable and everyone WANTS a kitten. Unless you are allergic. Then you are force to admire their beauty from afar.

Example 1: Fuzz. It all started with the cat on the left. She came crying and meowing at me because she was COLD and HUNGRY. I started the milk bowls. Then I bought some cat food.

THEN people started telling me she was pregnant. Nah, she is just getting fat.  Nope, I was wrong.

First set of kittens I kept one. Because I fell in love. My stupid heart.

Example 2: Mask. C'mon. Be honest. Wouldn't you fall in love with this kitten if it went to bed with you every night and slept by you?
Cue the "Aww's".

Example 3: Mask and her horniness. Mask grew up. Mask wanted to find a mate. She started peeing on our backpacks and our shoes to get out of the house. Finally, in a state of anger and madness I threw her out of the house. BUT she came back--and my heart let her back inside that day. And later, we found out the inevitable. Mask was pregnant.

*sigh* Approximately 60 weeks later we get these kittens.

They poop. They eat. they play. They rip up your girls headbands. If you don't watch them carefully, they might jump up and lick your plate from dinner. They throw up. But at the end of the day when all is said and done, they cuddle. They find your lap or your shoulder or your legs and curl up on you and sleep. That's when you know you are whipped. You have a great love for cats.

And by you, I mean me of course. I love cats. I just HATE to clean their litter box, mop around their litter box, feed them at 6AM 10AM 2PM 6PM 10PM. (Ok, so they like their wet food...) And perhaps some days I spoil them....Whatever.
I love these cats.

But their time is ending. I cannot feed ALL their faces anymore. They are 8 weeks. They might have 4 more weeks left. Then their NEW owners MUST pick them up.
Because sadly, I am having a wee bit of car trouble at the moment.

So I am feeling like this today.

I just want to scream. Because I can't get that dang cat poo smell out of my lungs.
Please excuse me as I inhale some Pine Sol cleaner. I'm off to mop around the litter box yet again. My nose has had enough.

I wish I could shut my heart off sometimes. It's too darn stinky to love a bunch of fur balls some days.