Thatch was a hero this morning and he gets to wear a gold star all day: Annabelle, for all her daintiness, is a total slob about the litter box. Around 7:30, she left a really vile mess, which she refused to bury, and it nearly suffocated Thatch and me. Brave little Thatch, who is fastidious in his grooming and toilet training, jumped into the box and buried it before we were rendered unconscious.