Get Green Quick: Gone Wrong

Welcome to April edition of the Authentic Parenting Blog Carnival, hosted by Authentic Parenting and Mudpiemama. This month’s topic is “Celebrating Our Earth – Green Living”. Please scroll down to the end of this post to find a list of links to the entries of the other participants. Enjoy!
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There are some casualties when a woman makes up her mind to change, whether it be last season’s bag, that needling friend who couldn’t keep her mouth shut, shampoo, donuts, or in my case, a cat. Yes, poor Buddy, who looks like he’s posing for a scene in Zoolander above, was victim to one of my “get green quick” schemes.

First, meet Precious.

Our neighbor Ann, friend and protector of feral cats, offered us a “temp-to-perm” situation with a timid kitty that lived with two hostile, and arguably dangerous, Basset Hounds. Her public name was Precious, but we called her Moonu Minuski. We joked that she was a Polish Princess. Really, she was just a bag of bones with a bowel disease. After 16 months of intravenous fluids, steroids, explosive diarrhea on gym bags, rugs, walls, etc, her back legs eventually gave out, and we put her down. After Moonie, I swore I wouldn’t get another cat. Then along came Buddy…

Sister Mollie’s ex-boyfriend bought her a cat to solidify their relationship. Instead, Mollie broke up with him, moved to Georgia for a year, and as happens with so many pets of similar roots, the cat was dumped on Mother. So Mollie’s “Buddy” lived in our childhood home for a few peaceful years. When Mark and I moved back home with Mom, we brought Moonie, and Buddy’s spirits soared. He just wanted a friend. He was desperate for camaraderie. But sadly, Moonie often hissed and swatted, and Buddy was no better than when he started.

However, after Moonie’s passing, Buddy earned a friend in an unlikely person – Mark. The two became inseparable, and Mark often remarked that Mollie was neglecting her cat, and he threatened to “call PETA,” citing that Mollie “didn’t know what was good for the cat.” Unfortunately, I had to concur. Still, Buddy was Mollie’s cat, and when we moved to Newton, we left a home with three animals (Mom had two dogs), to live in a lonely little apartment, fur-free. I was ecstatic. No more vet bills, cat food purchases, litter dust, or lint brushes!

But after two weeks, Mark was languishing. He couldn’t eat, or sleep, and he even called a baseball watching strike (which ironically coincided with my canceling cable). So we made a deal. If he agreed to clean the litter box every day (“Every single day?” “Yes, and twice if it smells…”), then I would agree to make room for Buddy in heart and home. I was skeptical, as Mark often has good intentions but sometimes exhibits poor follow through. Plus, he cleaned out Moonie’s box twice in 16 months, and I think it was during the twelve hours that I was comatose with the flu. As soon as I felt the tiniest bit better, he had handed the scooper to my feverish, delirious self without hesitation.

For the first few days after Buddy’s arrival, I watched in disbelief as Mark cleaned out the litter box. But I quickly realized that it was deleterious to my health, and the greater environmental good. I’d get heart palpitations as I watched large amounts of clay being thrown into plastic bags (where did he get those?!) and tied carelessly at the top, so air and litter commingled, taking up a quarter of the kitchen trash can. I decided to choose my battles, and figured that Mark cleaning the litter box was a huge feat in and of itself, so perhaps introducing new ways of doing things at this point was a bit premature.

But three months into Buddy’s stay at Chez Massaro, I couldn’t take it. I offered flushable litter. Mark was afraid we would clog the drain. I wondered aloud if the cat might like to play outside a bit, but was quickly reprimanded and reminded of the terrors that stalk innocent cats – like cars, coyotes, and fleas.

Then, I took matters into my own hands. I spent thirty minutes at Petco, weighing the litter options. Did it really matter if it was biodegradable if Mark threw it into a Shaw’s bag? Maybe I could empty the bags when he wasn’t home and sprinkle the litter on the garden. But no. I needed low maintenance. So I eventually decided on a rolled, recycled paper pellet litter. It was $19 for the bag, so I wondered if there was any gold in there. Nineteen dollars?! For a bathroom that is going to take up space in a landfill?? I had flashes of inspiration, believing I could toilet train Buddy, but in the end, the 30 pound bag of paper pellets won out. I trudged home, hoping to at least eliminate the clay in our home and in Buddy’s lungs.

 The Prince did not respond well to my experiment. He pooped in the tub after two days of trying to navigate a litter box that more closely resembled the ball pit at Chuckie Cheese. Mark removed the tootsie rolls promptly. A few days passed, and it seemed Buddy was getting used to the new product. I started feeling smug.

But one morning, instead of bacon, my nose detected some fresh number two. I pushed open the shower curtain to find what seemed like a design in feces. Perhaps Buddy was trying to spell, “Help!” He was that smart, really. I laughed again, wrote Mark a honey-do list which included poop removal, and the art nouveau was gone that afternoon.

Third time’s a charm, though. One night, after after a killer cardio class at the gym, I was desperate for a shower. But Picasso had left another masterpiece in the bathtub for me. Needless to say, I returned the litter and we went back to clay. I guess that’s what I get for trying to green the cat…

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Visit The Positive Parenting Connection and Authentic Parenting to find out how you can participate in the next Authentic Parenting Blog Carnival!

Please take time to read the submissions by the other carnival participants:

    • Jardin, Our Garden y Learning to Reciclar — Florecita at Florecita Growing Up intertwines family traditions with gardening and green living in a way that engages her 7yr old, 4yr old and 2yr old.
    • Nature Love — Alice Griffin Writings from the Wherever shares musings from a walk in the countryside with her young daughter and her hopes that by seeking out this closeness to nature, it will help her daughter to appreciate and care for the earth.
    • Online Green Resources For Children (and Parents Too) — Jennifer at Hybrid Rasta Mama links to several great online resources which help children learn about the importance of treating mother earth with love and respect.
    • Finding Nature in the City — Kerry at City Kids Homeschooling shares simple ideas for celebrating nature with your children — even in the city.
    • Get Green Quick: Goes Wrong — Megan at The Other Baby Blog writes humorously about her (failed) attempts to switch to natural cat litter.
    • Celebrating the Birds — Carrie at Love Notes Mama shares a dozen bird-lovin’ ideas for you and your budding bird enthusiast.
    • 10 Steps to Cleaner Indoor Air  — Laura at Authentic Parenting gives a few simple tips t green up the air we breathe inside our homes.
    • Are Big Families Really the “New Green”?  — Michelle @ Grateful Moms of Many wonders how – and if – the tales our children hear influence their future
    • Toddler and Preschoolers Learning To Go Green: Six Ideas That Foster Respect for the Earth — Mudpiemama from The Positive Parenting Connection shares six ideas for toddlers and preschoolers to learn about the importance of respecting the Earth.
    • Taking Responsibility for Our Food — After noticing a disconnect regarding her children’s view of food, Mandy at Living Peacefully with Children made it a goal for her family to work toward taking reposnibility for their own food and to live more sustainably.


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