I pay more attention to Gus’ litter box since I moved. In Baltimore, the box was in the basement. It would sometimes go too long between scoopings. Here, it’s in the second bathroom, and I scoop it every morning.
I have used a few different brands of litter, and don’t really have an absolute favorite, but I do require Gus’ cat litter to be unscented. When it has a scent, I smell it on him, and it makes me queasy.
Not too long ago, the local Petco started carrying a giant bag of a kind of litter I like. It’s awesome. I have to buy litter so infrequently. The only problem is that it’s FREAKY heavy.