Okay. I need to get more sheets. And a couple of cheap mattress pads. It wasn't Abby that peed on the bed last night. Hunter is peeved with me. Last night he peed on his own sleeping spot. So I washed sheets, blanket, and mattress pad again today. And spanked the cat.
I have conferred on Facebook with all my multiple-cats-expert friends, and the consensus is two-fold. First, this is to be expected. Second, I need to get Abby her own litter box. It seems that pee territory is of primary importance to cats. Who knew. I have an extra litter box in the garage, but no more litter. So I'll run downtown tomorrow before I mow. I'll set Abby's box up in my bathroom, and try to keep Jethro from eating out of it.
I'll also pick up more cat food - Abby's been making up for lost time and is eating me out of house and home. Jen and Bob and Eylssa stopped by tonight to meet the new kitten, and brought two cans of cat food to get us through the night. And they carried the crash cart up the steps from the garage, so it's set up in the workroom now.
Aside from the animal issues, I did get some housework done - I cleaned the bathrooms and the kitchen, swept the living room and dining room, and generally straightened. And washed the sheets. And took a nap somewhere in there.
You're probably glad you're missing this part, aren't you? But it's so worth it. And like I said, even you would have had to rescue this cold, hungry, scared little thing that was hiding under a bush!
Love you, adore you, and worship the ground you walk on,