kittylitter My mother has decided to keep Legaspi the Lost Cat. She now calls her Leggy (because Legaspi is just too long to say). Since day-one, Leggy has been doing her business in my bathroom. Even though we leave her in the garden after she eats her meals, she still comes in my bathroom to to do #1 and #2. So, that's where Brandie and Tin decided to set-up her kittylitter box-- right beside my toilet. The weird thing is, every night I come home and I go to the bathroom and sit down at the toilet, Leggy comes in and would do her thing in her litterbox. Then she starts playing around with my towel or tries to hide herself in the newspaper I've thrown on the floor. Or sometimes, she just stares at me. Which is very, very annoying. There are also times when she tries stand on her hindlegs and tries to look into the toilet bowl, as if search for something to fish out. Ugh! If all great writers really kept cats as pets... then I'm still waiting for inspiration to hit. I have ...