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I think Finnigan can pick and choose the timings of his little stink bombs. Yesterday I got a whiff of something not too pleasant. Could this little aromatic bouquet possibly come from this little ball of fluffness who is looking all innocent but is really laughing on the inside? His usual routine is to bury his little "piles" like a good little boy inside his potty dome and safely under the odor crystals in his kitty litter blend. But every once in a while he does not and these are the pungent ones. Now what makes him cover up some "deposits" and not others? Is he being mischievous, is he getting me back for running out of turkey, or what? I think he knows exactly what he is doing. There is a prankster lurking behind those cute eyes.