Monif - 11.19.08

Let me tell you all a story about Honey. Honey is my first child, and she hails from good ole Astoria, Queens.

So this story starts with Rachel…

Rachel, my trusty assistant, calls me back in March 2008 and tells me that she’s taken in this stray cat that would be perfect for me… Rachel knew that at the time I lived alone and probably needed companionship. Although I was a bit weary about taking in a pet given my schedule, I couldn’t bear the idea of Rachel putting her back on the street, so I reluctantly said yes.

Now, I am a firm believer in everything happens for a reason, and wouldn’t you know that the day I took Honey in, my family’s cat Frisky that we had since I was 11 years old passed away…the same exact day…so I guess you could say Honey helped us all with the loss.


Honey circa March 2008…she had an attitude even back then…

So March becomes April, April becomes May, May becomes June…and one day I wake up to find this:

ummmm…the joke’s on me! the little harlot was preggers the whole time…hip hip hooray for me! I guess this is how mothers feel when their teenage daughter comes home and says they are pregnant…

So again in the spirit of everything happens for a reason, Honey (with my assistance) nursed and raised these kids for 10 weeks before we found homes for all 4…my parents got 2 of them and coworkers of Rachel’s, one with 2 kids, took the other 2. I was happy Honey could provide companions for more families. It was truly a blessing.

BUT NOW, this damn Honey is driving me UP A WALL…so she starts this little game called peeing-all-over-Monif’s-white-couch…I don’t know about her, but I am not enjoying this game. At first she actually was peeing on everything, the couch, dirty laundry, everything…After doing some research, I realized she is probably in heat because she hadn’t been spade since the kids were born. So I promptly took her for a visit to the snippy-snip doctor.

But NOW, she’s STILL peeing! I need help people…she doesn’t do it often, but once every 2 weeks, I find her “remnants” on my couch…no where else but the couch. So needless to say my white couch is toast…I am hoping someone reading this is a veterinarian or cat lover and can give me some advice…

Here she is after her trying to run away from my water spray bottle after her most recent incident…

I took a picture of the pee, but I don’t want to gross anyone out…I don’t know why i took it…maybe it’s cause when I put her out and the ASPCA comes back to arrest me, I’ll have proof in pictures……

But I need help people, i am at my wit’s end…can someone email me with some advice PLEASE… monif (at) monifc.com… im desperate…

In the meantime, I’ll try my mother’s suggestion of turning over my couch, putting plastic bags all over it and lining it with orange peels (apparently they hate citris)…this should be fun, I feel like I’m doing a vampire ritual or something…

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