It's amazing how sound carries.
The short answer is: It's revolting. We're talking litter boxes here. Like when the human strolls by, flicks a glance boxward and mutters, 'S not so bad yet. NOT SO BAD?!! I gotta stand in that. You think cats are olfactorilly impaired -- that means we can smell, too, Yorkie. And stop licking the window!
The longer answer is: The Odor Revolution is nothing less than a call to action. I am calling on cats and humans everywhere to stop the stink. Take back the box.
For humans: this means scooping -- bad smells out; clean litter in. Roll up your sleeves. When I'm in box I wanna close my eyes and feeling like I'm strolling the white sands of the Riviera. When I step out and stretch, that's your cue to "return the environment to its pristine state." So if you can't make the commitment -- make an investment in odor removal technology. Aka, SmartScoop. Aka, a rose by any other name shouldn't smell like old litter.
For cats, this means protest. When the box needs cleaned don't be shy. Let your voice be heard. Hide their keys. Leave surprises in their shoes. Howl at 4:00 am. Leave SmartScoop and fresh-scented litter coupons lying about in obvious places -- like a shredded magazine, if you catch my drift.
Follow my voice...or read it, Duh. Join me in eradicating litter box odor! Welcome to the Odor Revolution.
Battle Stations, please.
