He’s the baby.
Even though he’s not the youngest kitty baby in the house anymore.
He’s always had a most expressive face.
And he’s in trouble for squatting over in the corner by the window, and taking a whiz.
He hopes the kittens get the message that the window is his and he doesn’t want them near it.
He might have gotten away with it, except he did it right in front of us.
Todd is a happy pee-er. And a jealous pee-er. It’s not always a problem, but when he’s in the mood, he’ll pee on something just because he’s so happy, or because he’s so competitive.
That’s when out trots the Sweater of Shame. This isn’t the original sweater, but it’s just as effective.
For whatever reason, Todd is always thoroughly embarrassed by the Sweater.
None of my other cats ever cared enough. But the punishment is perfect for Todd.
Instead of showing off his tail, he slinks around with the sweater on as if to say, don’t look at me!
He won’t run or jump or misbehave if the sweater is on.
And he won’t pee on anything.
But he will sit and search your face for pity.