Parents Pets Cont'd

My parents (for the most part) have always been animal junkies. When I was young, I complained because we had no animals. Once my parents relented, the flood gates were open. Currently, my parents have two dogs, three cats, and a parrot. We used to have an iguana, but iguana's are not pets. Iguana's are lizards.

T$'s story reminded me of a recent tale. Two years ago, a cat landed on my parent's front yard. This stray arrived in fine fashion. He had a dog food can stuck to his head. I wish I had a picture to show you, but you will have to use your imagination.

Since the arrival of this cat, which has had about a dozen names (I call him "The Virus"), my parent's home has never been the same. One would think that a cat meandering the neighborhood with a can stuck to his head would be empty-headed, but as it turns out, this is the most intelligent cat to ever been born. There are plenty of stories that I could share to prove this but this one shall suffice.

About a month ago, southern California was being pounded by winter storms. "The Virus" like most cats, hates getting wet. What's a cat that needs to pee to do? My mother would shove him out the door, but he would hang out under the awning. This cat does not like liquid. My mother let's "The Virus" back into the house.

Meanwhile, my youngest brother is in the bathroom fixing his hair when "The Virus" makes his way back into the bathroom. My brother is admiring himself in the mirror when he hears the sound of liquid splashing in the toliet water. Unsure, my brother turns to invistigate the noise. Low and behold, "The Virus" is taking a piss. The cat has taught himself to use the toliet.

Now, I know that cat's can be trained to do this, but this cat has not. My parents do not even have litter boxes. I have researched the process to train a cat to do this and it does not look simple. So, true to his name, "The Virus" has adapted and could soon be spreading.