we did have some regression in the litter-box department for about a week. it was tearfully frustrating for me, thinking that we really *were* going to have to surrender jack-jack and chloe to a shelter and declare ourselves true failures in this effort. we had a perfect week and then a perfectly awful (pee outside the boxes every damned day) week. i was discouraged.
but we seem to be back on track now. i'd moved the boxes away from the wall to create a few inches of space on all four sides of each box. this was on someone's advice, though i can't remember whose for sure. i think it was the behaviorist, but i was collecting advice from so many sources that it's hard now to remember. anyway, i did that, and every single day i would find pee behind one or more of the boxes, between the box and the wall. it was always on top of one of the pee pads, which made it easier to clean up (yay chux!), but still. frustrating.
but i decided, screw the advice, i'm pushing the boxes back against the wall again. all four boxes, flush against the wall. still several inches of space between the boxes for sweeping and such, and still room in front of the boxes, and still nothing above the boxes, baby gate still keeping the dogs out of the room, and full visibility to and from the boxes. just pushed them back against the wall. and not one accident since then. all the elimination has been in those four boxes all week. yay jack-jack and chloe!
cleaning the boxes has become part of my daily routine. i usually do it as soon as i've done my own potty business in the morning, before go downstairs for breakfast. the boxes stay clean, and it's really not a big deal at all, it turns out, because all the boxes are in one room, so it's just one fell swoop of scooping into one trash bag and it's done. i straighten out the chux (which get bunched up with the paw sweeping) as i go. takes maybe a minute, and everybody is happy.
we'd kept the painters out of there last week, which means that it's the least-finished room in the house now (we'd painted the walls years ago, in a lovely color of--surprise!--blue, but andrew had stripped the trim). i don't have any idea how we're going to make way for the flooring to go in and still give the cats a place to potty all day (god, i HOPE it's just a one-day project in that room), but we are officially okay putting new floors in there. (again: yay chux!) molyneaux has sent someone out with a few samples and to take preliminary measurements; she'll phone tomorrow to set up a time to bring out more samples, and we should have new floors very soon. we're thinking medium-toned medium- to wide-plank hardwood; i like the finer grain of maple and cherry more than oak, but we'll see what she brings. this is not something that seems easy to shop for online, even just window-shopping.
all six of us are in one room today, which makes me very happy. the furry four are sleeping, and andrew and i are (duh) on our respective laptops. i have black-and-gold knitting to do during the game, which we hope hope hope is better than last week's debacle. go steelers!