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one of the cats has peed somewhere upstairs, perhaps multiple times, but i know not where. i believe it was eliot, although i have only circumstantial evidence against him; he is markedly more wigged by the dogs than is yellow. the sharp pungent odor does permeate, making our eyes water. the large upstairs room is full of clutter and there are myriad nooks and hollows among our scattered belongings where a timid and perhaps angry cat might choose to relieve himself. over the weekend, which is rather a long way off i admit, i will endeavor to organize the clutter, a task that certainly should have been done some 24 months ago when we moved into this house. the upstairs, aside from my office, has been used only for storage so far and it is the cats' refuge. i will find the source of the odor and i will eliminate it utterly.