Once a month, Mom takes my litter boxes apart (one at a time) and washes them in the rainbox. She uses some stinky smelly anti-bac-bug cleaning stuff to get rid of all the stinky stuff. Then she rinses the parts and dries them all off. After that she puts each Breeze box back together, puts the Breeze pad in the little slot, then dumps a bag of Breeze pellets and puts the cover back on. (Mom puts a new pad in the box each week, but the pellets only get changed once a month.)
While Mom does that, I am usually far away taking a nap in someplace comfy. My Mom's pretty cool.
Mom says Mr Brown will be bringing The Tree later this week. I can't wait. I want to see that happen. AND... Mom has moved the pointy-plants so I can't reach them. Frostin says they are terrible, horrible, no-good, very, very, very bad plants for cats to eat. How bad? How about a one-way ticket to the Rainbow Bridge bad? Yikes! Anyway, they are someplace I can't get to, which is fine by me because I plan to be here for a while.