Updation on the Urination
I am delighted to report that sacrificing my cherished closet and confining the cats in it has proven effective in terms of preventing further soiling of the carpet next to the tub. Still, if my cat could talk (other than those times that she secretly confides in me when our Dachsund is not around), I suspect she would complain that her inalienable right to liberty and the pursuit of happiness has been infringed.
The closet has become somewhat of a jail to the problem cat. At night, you can hear her attempt to hurl her girth over the baby gate, and she actually succeeds every now and then, (fortunately, the impact on the ground shakes our bed sufficiently to awaken Mrs. Supreme Aglet or me, at which point we have an opportunity to replace the cat in the closet before she has a chance to urinate on the carpet). Interestingly, the other cat--who has not exhibited the tendenacy to urinate on the carpet--seems perfectly happy to be a cell mate, and makes no attempt to escape.
So, The Supreme Aglet is left with a conundrum: should I value my cat's liberty above my intolerance for soiled carpet and the persistent odor of cat urine? After all, I am not a socialist.
Yet, the closet in which the cats are confined is rather sizable, their food and water supply is maintained, the boxes are kept clean, and there is sufficient natural lighting.
And besides, the rights of my cat are not protected by the Constitution of the United States (which defines our inalienable rights), and I am certain that even the most skilled ACLU attorney would fail to win such a court case should s/he someday represent my cat.
So, for the time being, I will not let this dilemma overwhelm my practical side. I will not feel guilty about confining the cats in the closet so that my home remains a urine-free zone.
Oh nuts. I'm going to go let them out just for a little while, and the world of the Supreme Aglet is once again in perfect balance.

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