Bobbie's cats are in heat. WORD TO THE MOMMAS, someone better come take this little kitty away before I drop her off in the country somewhere. Bailey the Cat went into heat last week. She was vocal, but sort of dainty about it, if you can imagine such a thing. But yesterday, Sarah the Cat took HER turn, and whoa. That cat is driving me to drink. Prowling around the house, rubbing her wet, nasty rear end against my furniture and walls, utterly MISERABLE, yowling at the the top of her kitty lungs, "MRWOW. MROOOOOOW. ROWWWWLLLLLL. MRR. MrrrRRRR. ROWWWWWWlllllLL!"
I love the internet. You can learn ANYthing on the internet, in roughly 2.7 seconds.
Tonight, I googled "cat in heat"and learned how to solve the problem.
I just so happened to buy a family-size pack of 625 Q-Tips today. Hmmmmm.