Contains one of the funniest stories I've ever read (This year with
Dave in hospital I've made my own arrangements fro Xmas)
Spoiler warning...

She was called to deal with a cat who was no longer using her litter
box despite a previous unblemished record. The only thing she could
ascertain was that the family's dog had recently crossed the Bridge and
the family had rescued another dog they'd named "Ranger". They had
offered the dog a home as he had a previous history of interacting well
with cats but through at first dog and cat had existed happily the cat
had started to find odd corners to cr*p in all over the house.A vet
check revealed no problem to explain this...

Anyway she was taking the history and the slave had gone out to make a
cup of coffee and the little son of the slave informed her with great
solemnity that she shouldn't let Ranger lick her face because "He eats
the cats poo"

Sad fact. Dogs do this and what was happening was as the poor cat
(Sorry the books at work and I can't remember the name) was sitting
down to have a peaceful moment on the litter box and the dog was
standing there waiting for a warm, steaming treat! (UGH! Then again I
used to have rabbits and they produce two different turds. The first
one is partially digested and they eat that so they can extract
essential nutrients from it (I'd rather not think "Because they like
the taste") the second is as it were the final output). No wonder the
cat was trying not to use the box..

Apparently simple relocation of the box where the cat could have her
privacy and the dog couldn't reach her (I think they put the box in a
cupboard and fitted a cat flap and did have a couple of problems with
the dog still trying to get in and getting his head stuck)

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs