Anyone who's ever been owned by a cat knows that as cute and precocious as felines can be, there's nothing cute about the steaming piles they inevitably leave behind. (Especially when those steaming piles end up on the carpet just outside the litter box. Yeah.)
For a long time, our cat Ashe produced the most horrendous smelling poop that I've ever had the regrettable fortune to smell. Leaving his litter box for even a few hours without scooping was just begging the house to fill with a fragrance only ogres could appreciate. Ogres with missing olfactory senses, that is.
We tried various versions of your average litter box with no discernable improvements. Our considerable faculties having failed us, we opted to give the LitterMaid™ LM500 a chance -- after all, the questionable "couple" in the commercial made it seem like cleaning the litter box would be a retreat -- a lark akin to frolicking through the forests as golden beams of sunshine cascaded about your shimmering tresses while bunnies and chickadees serenaded your happiness.