How many times have you gotten your foot stuck in the toilet? If you’re like me — a responsible adult — the answer is probably no more than 1-2 times a year. In contrast, Trixie manages to do it about once a week.
This stems from her unbelievable sense of independence. She absolutely refuses to accept any help from either of us for anything, except of course, when she wants to be to picked up. Apparently she still requires our help on that one.
Because of this independent streak, the toilet situation is getting pretty frustrating. She has to pull down the potty seat herself, open the toilet herself, place the seat up herself. You get the picture. Heaven forbid we try to simply turn on the light so she can see what she’s doing — she’ll start screaming,”mNO, mNooooo!!!!!!!” and collapse into a sobbing mess.
She also insists on climbing up on the potty seat herself. The potty seat isn’t a super tight fit, and there’s a lot of shifting. It’s like a cross between a cat trying to drink out of the toilet and a gymnast working on the pommel horse. Usually Trixie can get a 9.1 or 9.2. But when one foot slips in the bowl, you have to deduct points.
The good news? The dismount is a lot easier. She sticks every landing.