My Project: 365 Creative Writing Prompts
Day 119: A Little Privacy Please
Have you ever watched a DIY video and thought … I can do that. Was the outcome not up to scratch or even what you hoped for? I can relate.
A while back I watched a video of a woman turning an ordinary box into a chic bathroom for her cats. She cladded the box inside and out with a white marble wrap, cut a door in the front panel, a window in the side panel, and even added some extra touches such as curtains, a towel rack and a shelf with miniature flower pots. All this to hide an unseemly litterbox.
That’s a nice idea, I thought, our cats could do with something like this.
The first problem, however, was finding a big enough box. All the boxes I came across were too small to allow for a litter box, let alone room for a cat. That changed some two weeks ago when we had a new washing machine delivered. The box it came in was not alone big enough, it was too big. Not a problem though, this box could be made smaller.
Once the box was the right size, Dieter proceeded with the cladding. A job that proved to be more difficult than anticipated. See for yourself …
Meanwhile, Halley was having fun with the cladding paper.
The end result wasn’t as nice as the box in the video, but I doubt the cats noticed this. After all, what cat cares about curtains, toilet paper, a mirror, a carpet, and wall decorations? So, the box was put in position, the litter box was placed inside and now we waited if they would actually use it.
When Gabriel, Charlotte, Holly, and Halley approached there was a lot of looking, careful approaching, sniffing and cat talk. You know, when cats make these cute little noises among themselves. It was like they were having a conversation.
Halley: “What is that?”
Holly: “No idea.”
Halley: “Our litter box is gone.”
Holly: “You’re right. Where can it be?”
Halley: “I don’t know. Take a look around, I really need to pee.”
Holly ever the inquisitive one took a closer look at the box.
Holly: “Our litter box is in there.”
Halley: “In that box?”
Holly: “Yes.”
Halley: “It’s rather dark in there.”
Holly: “Don’t be such a wuss.”
Halley: “I’m not going in there. You go.”
Holly: “I don’t have to go.”
Halley: “I’m not gonna be the first.”
Holly: “I thought you had to pee?”
Halley: “It went away.”
Charlotte comes sauntering along.
“What is that?”
Holly: “Our litter box is in there.”
Charlotte: “In there?”
Halley: “A little scary, right?”
Charlotte: “I’ll say.”
Gabriel wakes up from a nap and joins the trio.
“Can you three keep it down. What’s going on anyway?”
Holly: “Our litter box is in there.”
Gabriel: “Ah, well, it’s about time. Can you let me pass?”
Halley: “You’re going in there!”
Gabriel gives Halley a look as if she just spoke Japanese and enters the box. Charlotte, Holly, and Halley watch him carefully. Moments later he let out a complaining meow. If you ask that meow could only mean one thing … “Ladies please, a little privacy!”
