And here it is closed:
I think I will need to buy this someday...first, it looks like a lot of fun! Even for adults:). Second, the neighborhood cats are not drawn to the seemingly giant litter box.
In my childhood house we had a giant litter box. Of course it began as a sandbox but once the neighborhood strays desecrated our precious sandbox there was no turning back....THEY owned it!
Our house backed up to a bayou, and let me tell you, these were not your average strays. I still have nightmares of them. They were a cat gang. I was afraid to go in our backyard. All of the cats were haggard looking in their own ways; but they ALL had crazy eyes. One had only one eye. Another had three legs (or did I make that one up?).
Once the cat gang had claimed our backyard they turned it into a brothel. And they weren't quiet about it. Everynight we could hear their...well you get the picture. In an effort to reclaim our backyard my mom rented a cat trapper. Once each cat was trapped mom moved the trapper to the garage, with the cat inside of it, to wait for animal control.
Every morning I had to pass THE CAT on my way to the car. They were not happy to be in the cage and they made sure you knew it. I am sure that I rushed passed their cage and hopped in the car as quickly as possible. One particular cat had gone so crazy in the trapper that he had rubbed off big patches of his hair and was bleeding. This was traumatic to me...I actually had a nightmare about that cat the other night.
So, this sandbox seems like a nice alternative to the traditional sandbox.
In my childhood house we had a giant litter box. Of course it began as a sandbox but once the neighborhood strays desecrated our precious sandbox there was no turning back....THEY owned it!
Our house backed up to a bayou, and let me tell you, these were not your average strays. I still have nightmares of them. They were a cat gang. I was afraid to go in our backyard. All of the cats were haggard looking in their own ways; but they ALL had crazy eyes. One had only one eye. Another had three legs (or did I make that one up?).
Once the cat gang had claimed our backyard they turned it into a brothel. And they weren't quiet about it. Everynight we could hear their...well you get the picture. In an effort to reclaim our backyard my mom rented a cat trapper. Once each cat was trapped mom moved the trapper to the garage, with the cat inside of it, to wait for animal control.
Every morning I had to pass THE CAT on my way to the car. They were not happy to be in the cage and they made sure you knew it. I am sure that I rushed passed their cage and hopped in the car as quickly as possible. One particular cat had gone so crazy in the trapper that he had rubbed off big patches of his hair and was bleeding. This was traumatic to me...I actually had a nightmare about that cat the other night.
So, this sandbox seems like a nice alternative to the traditional sandbox.
And, while we're on the subject of cats...
My family is not a cat loving family. Really how can you be when they desecrate your sandbox and you're afraid to go in your own backyard AND garage? So, my dad made up this original joke. I think it's funny but after hearing it so many time, watching him crack up might be the funniest part of the joke. Anyways, here it is:
"The worst thing about running over a cat is that sometimes you have to go way up in the yard to get them"...hahahhahaha
Ok, there you have it. That is where I get my sick sense of humor.
RIP childhood sandbox.
you crack me up. you're giving me nightmares with all the crazy cat eye stories!
ReplyDeleteand i LOVE this sandbox!! thinking it might need to go on our backyard list!
your dad could totally build that sandbox. and i was laughing out loud thinking of your continued fear of cats, especially the one at the rodgers house!
ReplyDeleteAmy, I'm glad you can laugh about my fears! Just kidding, it's funny...and a little sad. Dad could totally build it...we just need a backyard...and maybe a child. I don't know that Brent and I would get much use out of it.
ReplyDeleteThis IS a cool sandbox and your dad could easily build it--probably if ya'll had a grandchild he might be tempted. I think I trapped 6 - 8 cats over a 2 week period of time but I don't remember any 3 legged ones.
ReplyDeleteI guess I remembered wrong. There IS a three legged cat in my nightmares.
ReplyDeleteHaha!!!! I do recall a cat with one eye, however I don't remember a three legged cat. I do believe our cat backyard invasion is part of the reason I am also deathly afraid of cats. On a side note, I'm sensing a trend in the kid focused items on your blog. Are you trying to take dibs on every cute child item you see since your not going to have children for another decade or is there something we need to know??
ReplyDeleteHa! I'm sharing cute kids stuff so we can all have matching ones:) Or, so you can get one and give it to me when you're through with it.
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