Mama had a bright idea — she was going to setup a litter box in the living room so I can potty inside the house. Mama didn’t want me to potty outside because I may get wet when it rains. Daddy, however, was against the idea. He told Mama that a little rain won’t hurt me, annual rain fall is only 3.5 inches, and a inside litter box would smell up the house. Mama, who can be quite stubborn, however, disregarded Daddy’s arguments.

So the next day, Mama and Daddy went to Walmart and purchased a (1) Rubbermaid Under-Bed Storage Box; and (2) a box of kitty litter. Daddy, however, forgot to pick up a lid for the Storage Box, which was included with the purchase price. Daddy probably forgot because the lids were semi-hidden on the shelf and he didn’t think about the lid since the Storage Box was going to be used as a litter box.

When they got home, Daddy placed some newspapers on the floor; put the Storage Box on top of the newspapers; and filled the Storage Box with kitty litter. Mama supervised.

Daddy and Mama then just stared at me. I knew that Daddy and Mama wanted me to do something. Of course, I knew exactly what to do. I am P-, a purebred golden retriever. My grandfather was an AKC champion. Also, I was raised in a house with four cats.

So I felt pretty confident when I walked into the Storage Box and laid on top of the kitty litter. To my surprise, Mama and Daddy didn’t seem to be pleased when I started rolling on top of the kitty litter. I wanted to please Mama and Daddy so I stopped rolling and tried to remember what other things cats do in a litter box.

“ah I remember”

I got out of the Storage Box, kitty litter stuck to my golden fur, grabbed some toys and went back inside the Storage Box. To ensure that I was doing the right thing, I made sure that my entire body, including my tail, was inside the Storage Box.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t what Mama and Daddy wanted either. Mama and Daddy looked sad. They told me to leave the litter box. I got frustrated so I started tearing up the newspapers on the floor, which only made Mama sadder.

Finally, Mama took me outside to potty. Daddy poured the kitty litter back into the container box. Daddy went back to Walmart to return the Storage Box but he was unable to get a refund since he forgot to pick up a lid.

Two years later, the box of kitty litter was still in the garage.  As for the Storage Box, ….