Today we had the plumber here to do some repairs in my bathroom. A shaky commode, a clogged sink drain, plus a clogged shower drain-due to DH rinsing the air-conditioning screen in MY SHOWER! (You'd think he'd use his OWN shower!!) But nooooo...

So anyway, the plumber was working in there for approximately four hours. I was downstairs, loading the dishwasher, when I hear a loud MEEOOOWWWW! I looked down to see my Sammy, with a very worried and concerned expression on his sweet face. I picked him up to my chest and asked him what the matter was. He pushed himself away from me and wanted immediately to get down. He ran a bit away from me, stopped, turned around, meowed at me, and began to walk towards the stairs to the 2nd floor.

So I followed him. He'd run a little bit, then MEOW, stop, turn around to look at me as if to say "MA! COME HERE! FOLLOW ME!" and so I did. He repeated this little activity all the way up to the next floor until I found myself standing directly in front of the bathroom where the plumber was working, which is also where Sammy's litter box is kept.

I realized what the problem was and gently asked the plumber, "My cat needs to use the facilities which as you can see, are in this room. I apologize but I must ask you to leave the premises for a little while. He won't take very long but he does insist on his privacy."

And just as natural as air the plumber replied "Oh sure! No problem!" as though he came across problems like this all the time! (hahaa!)

Well, naturally, Meowmie can be present so I waited while Sammy took care of his duties. He did his scratch-scratch-scratching, then tossed his big furry body OUT of the box and down the stairs. I used the scooper to make "nice" in the box then called to the plumber that he can return to the bathroom now.

The plumber said "Thank you!" and continued with his work. What a clever kitty I have!

Copyright © Kara Di Stefano
March 3, 2005