Sorta. As much as she was using her regular litter box, anyway.

That little furry turd pretty much gave up on litter boxes last year, as if the pandemic and surgeries weren’t enough. So I’ve been in a regular routine of running a carpet cleaner in the basement each week. That shit hasn’t changed.

But. She was previously refusing to use the fancy self cleaning box, and instead made a huge mess with a traditional box. And now she’s getting at least as much waste in a machine that I don’t have to scoop every day.

It counts as progress. I’ll fucking take it.