I have 2 cats. The first is a complete gentleman, very clean, finicky, very large (15 lbs) very fluffy, actually very dignified. Then the 2nd one is like Jimmy Cagney; short, scrappy, no manners or etiquette; if he smells food (notably chicken) he's in your face even if in a dead sleep, he'll stand there weaving, w/eyes half shut waiting for a dish...of whatever YOU're eating. He poops and hopes it lands in the litter box--Mr. Boo has tried supervising, I've also gently shifted him, he usually makes it but sometimes I come home and find poop stuck to the bathroom wall...huh? I'm beginning to think he's 'a penny short of a pound' as they say across the pond. Shortie is on a special diet that is mostly grain free because it seems to calm his stomach. I'm going thru 8 bags of litter per month because despite daily cleanings, I have to completely change teh litter every week. I could deal with all this except for one thing, Shortie farts. He never seems to be aware of it, or he IS aware of it like someone next to you on the train and he blows out a silent fart and then stares up at the ceiling pretending nothing happened. He's pulled this stunt on Mr. Boo, who didnt appreciate it and whacked him on the head and chased him out of the living room. Unfortunately at 11pm when I'm about to pass out to sleep and he jumps on the bed and does this, I'm too tired and he's purring too hard trying to cuddle up.