What's The Secret In The Litter Box?

I’m no Miss Marple but I think I can solve the mystery of A Secret In The Litter Box:


See those two kitties on the left there? They (spoiler alert!) deposited solid and liquid “secrets” in the box of litter and attempted to cover it up. And it definitely started before 1974. All over the United States. Case closed.

Comments

Sparkle said…
Aw, busted!
April 29, 2010
Johnny Cat said…
I have many secrets in my Litter Box.
April 30, 2010
P.L. Frederick said…
See folks, just like on "Scooby-Doo", once the truth is out the smugglers readily give up.

Thanks for breaking the news here first, Sparkle and Johnny Cat. Really, for all the benefits you cats provide, we can take a few lumps in the litter box. Just, does it have to be every day? Tree sloths only do it once a week.
April 30, 2010
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