Dear cat lover,br My name is Susie and I’m a proud cat owner just like youbr And just like you, I know what a relationship with a cat means…br You’re unconditionally loved, never judged, constantly entertained and endlessly forgiven…br But when things go wrong…they turn out very, very badlybr You see, I have a cat. His name is Whiskers. He’s adorable and oh boy, I love him so muchbr But it wasn’t always like thisbr Hell nobr Rewind three months ago and I was…boiling with anger…br …seeing the stinking wreck that my house had becomebr And the way in which my furniture got horrendously refaced...br ….even my 120-year old piano wasn’t sparedbr The walls, so white and clean before had been disastrously recolored…br …and don’t even get me started on the windows…br Whiskers had literally turned into a four-legged air “freshener” that sprayed urine all over the place without giving a hoot…br And let me tell you this is nothing to be sniffed at…because it is a real-life nightmarebr You see, it was all fun and games between us until the real problems beganbr Whiskers was a sprayer…and a very consistent onebr And he went on and on with his spraying spree…day after day…br While I sat there….feeling helpless and hopelessbr It’s no wonder that some very serious questions started creeping inside my head:br “Should I blame myself?”br “Do I need to punish him”? br “Would a dog be a better choice for me”?br Yet even so, I loved him dearly…because he was the only one that brought me joybr But still, the problem persisted…br I knew I had to do something. Anything.