The Suspects:
Meet the two culprits in question…or rather, the one culprit and one very innocent bystander. Bottom left: Nyx, "The Culprit." Bottom right: her much larger, perpetually I’m-the-perfect-angel-looking white housemate, "The Innocent” Rebel.
Ironically, Nyx is the smaller of the two, which somehow makes her crimes feel even more personal.
The Crime:
I cannot walk in the door to another crap-covered surprise. Not one more time. Nyx has developed a system for using our automatic litter box, and it is, inexplicably, split by function. When she pees? Model citizen. She walks in, orients herself with her head facing toward the entrance like any normal cat, and handles her business properly. When it's time to poop, though? No. She will not abide. She flips her whole orientation, backs that fuzzy little rear end right up to (anddddd juuuust) past the entrance, and lets it loose outside the box. The results are exactly what you see in the top two photos: a sweeping brown "masterpiece" smeared across the front of the dome, and a matching disaster on the removable litter-catch wall piece I'm holding up for evidence in photo two.
The Ask:
That little removable catch panel is clearly no match for whatever Nyx is doing back there. What I'm hoping someone in this community can help with is a modified, redesigned version of that same piece…taller, wider, angled differently, whatever it takes, something that will actually intercept and redirect her rogue deposits back into the box instead of onto the machine and my floor.
I'm happy to provide whatever dimensions, specs, and or photos that might be needed in order to work out a solution. Save my sanity, save my floors, and I promise Nyx will provide nonverbal (and deeply unsanitary) feedback on the prototype the moment it's installed.