The cats got an early Christmas present today. Randy got them a self-cleaning litter box. It's gourmet, if anything that has to do with feline elimination can be considered gourmet.
It took about 20 minutes to put together. The cats stared at it. Emmie sniffed it. Mimi stood outside of it and stuck one paw inside to determine if it did indeed contain kitty litter. Immediately withdrew the paw and dragged litter outside the box. Some minutes later, it turned on and raked the litter. Both cats watched, bellies close to the ground, fascinated.
Neither one has taken the plunge. They are either holding tight, or went upstairs to use the normal litter box up there. We're waiting, but hopeful. Scooping sucks.
Gratuitous kitty pictures. Black one is Mimi and stripey one is Emmie. They're the poopers and we're the scoopers.