The Strange and Wonderous Powers of Cat Pee

The Sharks are down 4-2. It's the start of the 3rd. Play thus far has had moments of not quite brilliance surrounded by a lot of not so good play. Defensive lapses, bad passing, a lack of communication, penalties, turnovers, things that have become par for the course for the Sharks of late. Then, something amazing (ly smelly) happened. Cat 1, he of the white tipped paws, went and relieved himself in the bathtub*. Forgoing the use of his nice clean box, with fresh litter and everything, he went and found himself a nice spot by the drain and proceeded to relieve himself in the place where humans shower.

Cat 1 in his natural habitat, conning all with his cuteness

Following this burst of urinary output, the Sharks scored. Curious! Then they scored again. Curious indeed! Then...THEY SCORED AGAIN. My god, Cat 1 caused a comeback by the simple act of relieving himself in my bathtub during the game. There is quite simple no other explanation for such an amazing turn around post cat piss. I believe that what this proves is, without a doubt, cat 1 pissing in my tub is an effective good luck charm for the Sharks. Sure, one could look at this "logically" and say that there is no obvious correlation between my cat peeing up the bathtub and the Sharks winning but, I say to those people that the Sharks haven't been winning AND MY CAT WASN'T PEEING IN THE TUB. He did, then they won, therefore, SCIENCE!

Good news, Sharks fans. Cat 1 peed in the tub AGAIN today, thus signalling a sure fire win against the Oilers. Ryan Nugent-Hopkins? He's no match for the power of cat pee.

*We have checked to make sure he doesn't have a urinary tract infection. He doesn't. He's perfectly healthy, he just enjoys peeing in the bathtub.