A very worrisome finding

Reader, I woke up two nights ago from a most peculiar dream.  I was singing a creepy la-la melody with a pretty Chinese woman.  In the dream, I remember thinking she had a husky tone, while my la-las would only come out in a breathy, sickly sweet tone.  I awoke with those la-la's filling my brain, Rosemary's Baby style.

La, la, la-la-la...

Why is it that dreams which can simply be categorized as "weird" the next morning always seem so terrifying in the middle of the night? 

In the light of day, there was nothing particularly scary about the dream I'd just experienced, but for some reason that night I was definitely spooked.  I was almost too chicken to get up for a pee, such was my fright.  Feeling jumpy, I paid a visit to the loo and found a darling little surprise in the living room.

WHAT THE?  "Hubby...Hubby!!  HUBBY!!!!!"  Now I was really alarmed.

There, on the very same floor that my beloved nephew crawls around on just about every weekend, were four perfectly uniform little cat poops all lined up in a perfectly uniform little row.  It was as if a human hand had plucked them from the littler box in the bathroom and had made a twisted attempt at arts n' crafts. 

Hubby emerged to groggily analyze my findings:  "That's disgusting." 

Without going into too much detail, these were not fresh poops; and two of them were sprinkled ever so slightly with cat litter, like mini munchkins with icing.  Only, these were no munchkins.  These were poopies.

   

"Kittie," I asked my cat daughter, "Why would you do this?  Are you acting out?  Is there something you'd like to talk to me about?"  She totally didn't want to discuss it.

Of course, if you know me you won't be surprised that this whole poo affair freaked me out big time.  I went back to bed (Hubby, hold me!!), convinced that one of three occurrences had just taken place:

1.) An intruder had entered our apartment and had had his or her way with our cat's feces.

2.) A supernatural intruder had entered our apartment and had had his or her way with our cat's feces.  (This was the more probable theory, I figured.)

OR...

3.) Kittie was acting weird.  And, as I have explained to you above, weird in the middle of the night equals...creepy.  Scary.  Terrifying!

Has this cat poo business ever happened to anyone else?  Am I alone in this?

Comments

[Amy]

Two thoughts....
1. Kittie is not feeling well.
2. You have mice.

[Kathleen]

Kittie could be constipated. I have a constipated kitty myself. Being constipated can be painful which can make Kittie associate the pain with her litter box and cause her to poop on the floor. The constipation is usually due to undigested hairballs. The vet can give you a tube of hairball remedy that would make Kittie better in no time. But if the poopies had litter on them already that means someone took them out of the litter box and put them on the floor - on purpose. In this case I would go with your supernatural suspicions.

[Amy]

I think you have a mouse with OCD. Have you noticed any crumbs lined up perfectly?

[the odd broad]

This was no mouse poo. 'Twas all Kittie. A mother knows.

We're getting her a new tricked out litterbox- maybe that will help?

I hope she isn't constipated! Oh my poor lil furball.

[Amy]

I think the mice are are playing bacci ball with Kittie's poo.