A wifi litter box for Mr. Boots

I watched sitcom reruns on cable TV this week (yes, I’m ashamed) when on came one of those dollar-a-holler commercials – about an automated litter box.

I normally would’ve scooted off to the kitchen or garage for a couple of minutes, except that: the dulcet TV voice touted the litter box’s wifi-connected digital app.

I’ve lived with cats. Scooped out kitty deposits. A wifi poop box for Mr. Boots?

What? Why?

I laughed. Out loud.

Then I searched online. And, let me tell you, I nearly stopped right there, because this contraption – all 28 pounds of mechanized, deodorized, digitized wonder – costs about $600.

Which seems, speaking metaphorically, like clumped litter. That is, baloney, hooey, malarkey, silliness.

Goodness, a new human toilet costs about $300. In fairness, human porcelain at that price won’t offer a digital app. But do I really want the app?

Let’s see. The digitized kitty potty sends a smartphone notification when occupied. It counts the times used each week or month. And it distinguishes among multiple users and weighs each on every visit.

Need to know?

Gawd no!