When Morbidly Obese Angry Cats Attack…with Urine. (And Vacation Photos!)
It’s 3 a.m. and I am awake googling the words, “How to remove cat urine odor from a bounce house.”
Based on the results, or lack there of, I am fairly certain I may be one of the sole unlucky humans to ever google this phrase.
In case you’re wondering, you can power wash a bouncy house. I know, because I did it using soap designed to clean mildew off of siding.
In case you are also wondering, while pressure washing removes any nastiness and (hopefully) germs, it does not remove the odor.
It’s a great way to meet your new neighbors too–pressure washing a large multi-colored inflatable in your backyard while heavily pregnant. I’m sure they were staring because my pressure washer is really that awesome.
The bounce house is now cleaner than it was when it came out of the box at this point. It just…doesn’t smell fresh.
This is what happens in my life when I dare go on vacation. My morbidly obese white cat decides to go AWHOL and destroy the entire house.
I know we aren’t the only people who have owned an angry peeing cat before. ‘Tis a curse of cat ownership, at times. A curse which makes burning down the house seem like a viable option…
(And yes, he’s in ok health. The vet says he’s just fat and lazy, essentially. Now he’s fat and lazy in my garage until further notice.)
I’m going to attack the bounce house with more enzyme cleaner next, before I totally give up. Poor Henry, it was a brand new birthday gift that he was super excited about.
Infuriating cat disasters aside, we had a great time on vacation! At least the kids and Tyler had a great time. Me? Instead of a great time I mostly just had pregnancy related misery. I decided I could feel sick and miserable at home, or I could feel sick and miserable at the beach. The beach won.
However I would not ever want to attempt 11+ hours in the car while pregnant with twins ever, ever, ever again. That was beyond terrible. I’ve already blocked most of it from memory.
We went to Jekyll Island on the coast of southern Georgia. Love that place!
We made it to the beach just in time for sunset.
This was the only night during our whole trip that had an absolutely perfect pink sunset.
Thou shalt not underestimate the joy the ocean brings.
The day we arrived at the beach was also Henry’s fourth birthday! My baby is getting so big.
My sister made his cake when they got to the beach house. It was a Polish black cake (chocolate) with ganache on top, and some gummy worms for extra excitement.
We let him open most of his presents in the car on the billion hour long drive down to the beach, but my parents had a few things for him to open after cake. One of those things was a pair of binoculars.
He was THRILLED.
That was about it for our first day of vacation.
I have a million more beach vacation pictures to share soon, stay tuned!