October 22nd 2013 8:18 am
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Like Pandora's Box, once I made the mistake of opening the door to the front room that day and let the trio of little tornadoes loose, there was no putting them back. However, I had a good reason for opening the door that day. Our food is in that room and I was hungry. Being a cat, even when I'm well fed and contented I still like to go back and nibble on food just as you humans like to eat snacks when you're not really hungry. Besides, if you just hiss forcefully at the kittens and follow your hiss up by a good swat, even if all your swat lands on is air, it will intimidate the kittens enough that they will back down and leave you alone at least for a little while. So Lefty, while I agree I shouldn't have opened the door that day, I had good reason to do so and if the kittens pester you just hiss at them and give them a good swat. That will get you at least five seconds of peace!
October 12th 2013 6:47 pm
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I never had heard of the story of Pandora's Box before I opened the door to the front room yesterday.
Yesterday, Mom had a bad cold, fever, and headache so after she let the kittens out of their cage to play and exercise in the front room, she fell asleep. After a couple of hours, I got restless because I wanted to snack a little and our food is in the front room. So I decided to remedy the situation by opening the door myself.
The three kittens heard me when I first started to open the door and I heard them come running like a stampede. By the time I got the door open enough for me to get into the front room, they were already at the door waiting to escape. Like a high-speed avalanche they tumbled through the door and on into the rest of the house. I swung the door open wide so I could get into the front room without having to touch the kittens. I didn't want them bothering ME. Aurora, their mother, sat in a corner watching all this but she never made a move. It was obvious she wasn't going to do anything about the escaped kittens. It was equally obvious she wasn't going to bother me either. I got to enjoy my snack in peace, at least for a while.
When Mom woke up, she found the door to the front room wide open, Aurora napping in the corner of the front room, several of us munching on our food, and the kittens were happily racing all over the house and up and down the big cat trees. Most of us were just ignoring the kittens. About the only time anyone swatted at a kitten was when one got too close to one of the "grouches" a category which Mom says includes me. Mom correctly guessed it was me who opened the door and when I swatted at a kitten who grabbed at my tail, Mom told me the story of Pandora's box and said since I let the kittens out, I got what I asked for when a kitten decided to stalk me and pounce on my tail.
Unfortunately like Pandora, once I opened the door, there was no shutting it again, so to speak. Tonight when Mom let the kittens out of their cage to exercise and play, she didn't shut the door to the front room. Since they didn't get into any serious trouble yesterday, she decided that from now on, as long as there is no serious problem and as long as they consistently find their way to a litter pan when they need it, they can have the run of the house when they come out to exercise and play and soon they may be allowed the run of the house all the time.
With no sympathy at all, Uno, Lefty, Righty, and Skittles were teasing me, "Who, who, WHO LET THE MONSTERS OUT?"
Sheesh.....just what did I get started here? I should never have opened that door......
September 7th 2013 12:45 pm
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It never fails to amaze me how loving, caring, and devoted an animal companion can be when a human is miserably ill. These past two days I've been turned inside out by the 24 hour bug, the familiar gastrointestinal virus that purges a human from both ends on the first day, causes chills and fever, and leaves one weak and aching all over the second day.
Carina is a cat whose personality is much like Hallie's. She's part Siamese and quite temperamental. Like Hallie, she doesn't like to socialize with the other cats much and if they get too close to her, she will threaten them with an angry meow, a growl, or a hiss. When she's getting attention from me, if another cat comes up to me for attention,she usually meows, growls, or hisses, and then angrily leaves and won't come back until she sees there are no other cats close to me. However, thoughtfully Carina changed her usual habits when she saw I was ill.
From the beginning, whenever I was in the bed, Carina curled up on my shoulder. When I changed sides, as soon as I settled down again she would settle down again on whichever shoulder was comfortable to settle on, her head resting against mine, her purr comforting me. When I had to get up, as soon as I returned to the bed Carina once again would be there comforting me, and as I lay there aching, alternating between chilling and feeling feverish her purring presence was so soothing. Not only that, when another cat wanted to lay beside me for awhile, Carina was surprisingly tolerant even if part of that other cats body happened to touch or rub against her. At the same time, if another cat started to step on my belly which was too sore and upset to be able to stand having a cat step on it, Carina would hiss and swat at the other cat until it moved off my belly.
I was once again amazed at the feline ability to give a human TLC right when it's needed and appreciated most.