A netizen shared how she urinated inside her cats’ tray because her boyfriend was taking too long inside the toilet.
Here is the story:
“Me (29F) and my partner (25M) have been dating for 3 years and have lived together for one of those. We live in a small 1 bedroom flat that has one toilet with our 2 cats.
I am a diabetic and I’m on a number of medications, one of them basically flushes sugar straight through my system and can make me pee a lot.
I can go from not feeling like I need to pee to if I don’t pee in the next 20 minutes I’ll pee myself. It comes on suddenly sometimes. My bf can spend 40 minutes in the bathroom easily sometimes. This hasn’t been a problem thus far.
One day he spent about 40 minutes locked in the toilet and I felt that I needed to pee. I figured he wouldn’t be very long since he’d already been in there 40 minutes. I knocked on the door and let him know I needed to pee and ask how long he’d be. He said he’d be a few minutes. No problem.
20 minutes later (so he’s been in there an hour at this point) I am kinda jumping around because it was very urgent and I knocked on the door again.
He’s gonna be a few more minutes. I tell him I’m not gonna be able to hold it much longer and if he could just unlock the door and I’ll just hop in the shower. He says he can’t get off the toilet right now. Fair enough.
Another 15 minutes and my bladder is starting to hurt. And he hasn’t flushed or anything yet. I figure screw it, my bladder hurts and I’m bursting and I figured the cats would forgive me.
We have 2 litter trays, one in the bathroom and one in a nook in the corridor. I pop a squat over the litter tray in the corridor and have a tinkle and use a kitchen towel to wipe. I then bag up the litter tray and completely refresh it.
He comes out another 10 minutes later and says the toilet is free to use now and I tell him it’s fine. He gives me a funny look and I tell him what I did.
He looks at me absolutely disgusted and says that is revolting.
I tell him I’d rather just refresh the litter tray which takes seconds than pee myself and have to do a tonne of washing.
He hasn’t spoken to me all evening and he says he can’t believe I would do something so gross. I tried to tell him a number of times I really needed to go and he said I should learn to hold it better.”
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