From Engineer to Lawyer

Wednesday, August 27, 2003
As some of you might know, I live a considerable distance from my law school. I have a tiny room near the school where I spend some nights during the work week to avoid a multi-hour commute.

This schedule, while useful for studying, requires flexibility. My husband and I are managing as well as we had hoped so far. This morning, however, I found evidence that not all parties who live with this schedule are satisfied.

We share our home with three cats, two of which are normal, happy cats, and the third of which could politely be termed highly sensitive.

I was home last night, after spending Sunday and Monday nights at school. The cats were all happy to see me, and C. and I were relieved at the lack of apparent distress over this change in routine.

Then I picked up my shoe this morning and noticed something move. You've probably guessed where this is going already, so I'll spare you the details. Let us just say that one of the cats, despite access to perfectly clean litter boxes, had left one small, round present.

I wondered, as I sat there with the disinfectant, at the malice that led him -- and I'm sure it's our male cat -- to maneuver his furry little derrière just so, aiming precisely and perfectly for the opening of my shoe. Did he contemplate the act all evening? Did he pick the left shoe for a reason? If this method of deterrence does not work, will he escalate?

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