by J.L. McKenzie

Created on: June 17, 2010

Drywall, Azrael and Mugwort were my insane cats for a few years and I would not give up a moment of my time with them.

Drywall, so named because he got stuck in between a wall and firefighters had to cut him out, was the dumb but sweet boy. A short haired tabby, he would love on you until you could not stand it anymore. He was my little sweetheart.

Azrael was adopted at the same time as Drywall. They were a matched set and would cuddle with each other and groom each other constantly. I think they were gay looking back on it but there is nothing wrong with that. Well, the constant grooming did freak me out a bit though. Azrael was a short haired black boy who was the spaz. He could trip over his own feet and was known to walk into a wall from time to time.

Mugwort, a long haired Maine Coon calico, was the queen of the household. She dominated those boys and did not tolerate them very well, to be honest. She was born on Halloween so we named her after a ceremonial herb used traditionally on that night. She was a little moody around the boys but she was a lady of leisure around the humans.

It all came to a head one day when I was at the gym with a friend of mine and I went to answer my cell phone. That is when I noticed the phone smelled like cat urine. I stuck my nose in my purse (big mistake) and the whole purse was lined with pee.

I got home and saw someone had peed all over the kitchen counter and had squatted in my purse to take a leak. I cleaned it up and let it go. I figured one of them must have been having a bad day and left it at that. Then, the dryer was peed on. I do not know if any of you know this but you cannot get the smell of cat urine out of a dryer.

Next, the stove, the other counter tops, cookware, my purse again, the washer and dryer and the laundry basket were urinated on. That's when I lost it. I didn't know who was doing it but it was apparent that someone was miserable and that had to be fixed. I watched the cats and Mugwort was very hostile towards the boys but the boys still loved each other. I had a feeling that one or both of the boys was taking out Mugwort's hostility on my stuff to let me know they were not happy.

I could not stand the thought that my babies were not happy so I made the hard decision to give the boys to a new home. I miss my buddy Drywall who would watch television with me and who would always sleep on my chest at night. Azrael was more my husband's cat so, as horrible as it sounds, I didn't miss him that much.

We still have Mugwort and since they boys have departed, my house is urine free. I want to introduce another animal because I think she may get lonely but that is probably not the case. She seems content to be the only one in the house to get attention and we will keep it that way.

I loved my boys very much and I miss them every day. I look at their pictures now and then and wonder how they are doing. I hope they are happy now and think of me from time to time as I do them.

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