I have 5 cats. Don't even start with me, because I couldn't defend myself if you came at me intent on knowing "for god's sake why?"

I just do.

As a result, cat box technology is often at the front of my mind. Have you seen these electric auto-scooping cat boxes? Fantastic little devices...almost.

You can get exactly 1/4th inch of litter in the bottom before it will clog the mechanism when it goes into its scoop routine. What good is that? Have you ever seen a cat in action in a cat box? They all look like they're digging for china. My smallest cat, Sukoshi, thinks it's real funny to try and jam the catbox. He takes that micro thin 1/4 layer of grit and sweeps it all to one side. Then he waits. When I hear it jam from upstairs at my computer (which I just did which prompted "you know what"), I know that when I go downstairs he'll be sitting there on the drier with that look on his face. "Hi Dad. Yup, I did it again. Now fix it so I can do it again." I'll roll my eyes, sweep it out - all the while pondering where is Tim Allan when you really need him? Because I need this cat box hooked up to a Porsche engine. So I can put enough litter in there for the 5 of em to all dig to china, and then when the scooper kicks in, not even God could stop it from scooping. More power!

I'm going now...time to unjam it again.

Sukoshi, you crazy little freak!