Went to a headset overhaul class with Percy tonight. Again, wicked fun. With his bike in the repair stand, C. flicked his finger against his fork and it rang...almost a middle C, of course. Good grief. On the way home I stopped at Hannaford to get a few things and decided to pick up a 10-pound box of cat litter. The roads were a little dicey tonight and I figured I could use the weight on the Xtracycle (it worked). But I really didn't want to buy cat litter, because I'm trying to quit cat litter with the Litter Kwitter.
The Dessert Fairy loaned me his Litter Kwitter, complete with DVD (my family watched it at Thanksgiving, quite hilarious) and I promptly set it up in the bathroom to start the toilet training project with Bonita. All was going quite well until N. arrived. Since then, Bonita is refusing to poop in the toilet. In the shower, behind the toilet...arrrrgh. She's obviously protesting. The DF gave me some tips when I explained the situation, so I backed up one disc to the orange disc, with a smaller hole. Nope. She does like sticking her head through the hole to drink out of the toilet, though. Even if I put soap in the water. Drat.
So I now have more cat litter. Am practicing being patient.