Note how out of order they all are....
Note the culprit.
He is looking a little too proud of himself.
Two days ago he actually peed in my favorite chair (yellow vinyl vintage thrift store love) which is SO completely out of character (and so not ok!) that I was keeping vigilant watch over him for signs of a bladder infection.
He's fine, just stressed about something, apparently.
Perhaps the move?
Perhaps that the house is being stalked by a cat who sprays outside our front and back doors?
Perhaps by the fact that Janey has become more his equal in many ways?
I will write him a haiku for relaxation and calm:
Jones my Beloved
Pee and mischief will not dim
My loving of you