We have cats. To be exact, we have three cats. Three horrible, disgusting, pissy fur balls.
A cat (or possibly cats) is pissing on the floor beside our furnace. The lovely furnace sends pissy fumes throughout my house every time the air conditioning kicks on. When you walk into my house, the smell of cat piss hits you in the face.
I cleaned the floor with soap and water. The next day it was pissy again. I sprayed the floor with expensive chemicals. The next day it was pissy again.
Because my house smells like piss all the damn time, I have been a little crabby lately. Just ask my husband. John keeps suggesting really stupid things to fix the problem. For example, he suggested moving the litter boxes next to the furnace. This confirmed my suspicion that he is a complete moron. I have much better solution. I think we should box up all the cats and leave them on the front steps of the animal shelter.
I am kidding. Kind of.