I have had a cat for the last 10 years. She is a straight-up alley cat that an ex-girlfriend rescued and then left here. The cat is pretty wild and I have had to tolerate a lot of bizarre behavior. She is moody, crotchety, hates people, but she is basically non-aggressive and keeps to herself. I personally do not like anything about this cat. I have kept the cat fed and sheltered out of kindness and a sort of low-level martyrdom. Her only charm is her intense existentialist spirit. I am now married with a baby and the cat has become more of a nuisance than ever. The cat has lately taken to sleeping on the dining room table and climbing all over the kitchen counters, which is evidenced by piles of dirt and hair everywhere... apparently her grooming has gone down the tubes. She used to live primarily outside and nested in the basement, but now she is venturing upstairs and tracking a mess with her. I discussed this with the vet at her last visit and the vet did not sound optimistic about the future of this cat. So we were gone for 10 days over Christmas and a neighbor was looking after her. According to him, she did not leave the sofa the entire time. There was plenty of hair and dirt to support that claim. Unfortunately, the litter box in the basement was completely unused when we returned a couple of days ago. I did a little investigating and found a piece of plastic vapor barrier in the narrow part of the crawl space with about a gallon of urine sloshing around on it, leading me to conclude that it is finally time for this cat to have its ticket punched. She had a reprieve over the New Year holiday, but I am going to have to make an appointment today.