What's New, Pussycat?
So, life in the world of a 5 cat household moves on...
All cats have been "integrated" now, though none of them seem to be getting along with any of the others. Mostly they just hiss and growl at each other. At least they're not trying to take each others heads off any more... It was meeting night, though, and would be the first time we'd left them all completely alone, so we didn't know what we'd face.
I got off work yesterday and headed home to pick up Sheeps and head out for the Baronial meeting. Afterwards, a few of us headed out for dinner at Fazoli's. It isn't anything special, but it is cheap and fast. And, it was right across the street from a bookstore, and Sheeps needed some new reading material.
No one seemed to be in any hurry to leave dinner, so a few of us just hung out and talked about this and that. Well, I know why I wasn't in a hurry to go - I was waiting for them to brew a fresh batch of unsweet tea... We all finally decided that we'd delayed long enough, and went our separate ways. Most went home; we headed to the bookstore.
I found a kewl book on one of the display tables out front. I didn't even get beyond the main aisle before finding my next purchase. It is a book of warriors through the ages, and with all the re-enactment groups around, it is chock full of pictures and diagrams. Very nifty. Sheeps found a couple of books for herself, and we headed for home.
Upon pulling into the driveway, I saw a familiar orange and white tabby in the driveway. What the hell is Oliver doing outside?? Oliver bolted for the half-open door, and Gray Kitty was there beside him, but GK veered right and ran for the neighbhor's yard. Sheeps leapt out of the car in an effort to cut him off, but, in the dark, ran into the crossbar of the lamppost out front. She slammed her noggin' but good, and the gray demon ran off. We went inside to check on the other cats, as none of those three are used to the house or the neighborhood. Luckily, all three of hers were still inside. Thank goodness! That's a hunt I did not want to undertake. We made a token effort to find GK, but I knew that he would hide and run from us, so it was mostly pointless. He'd be back in the morning, expecting breakfast.
As near as we can figure, the door couldn't have been open for too long. It must not have latched completely. UPS had delivered a package earlier (for whatever reason, they don't deliver in my neighborhood until 7 or 8 at night) and his knocking on the door must have jarred it loose.
GK hasn't made me too happy lately. Can't say that I'm too fond of him right now. For whatever reason, he poops just outside the litter box. He's been making several breaks for it lately, and runs and hides from us, instead of coming when called. He'd better watch his act over the next week or two, 'cause I've now got a surplus of cats and very well might consider paring it down by one...
No, I can't truly blame him for Sheeps bump on the head, but if he hadn't been outside, or didn't run from us when he is, she wouldn't have gone running through the yard in the dark to start with. Yeah, he's definitely on probation.
As for the rest of them, it is baby steps. One small step at a time. Last night was the revolving door of kitties through the bed. One would jump on the bed and sleep with us for a little while, until the next one would jump up, his at the current occupant, who would then leave, and the newcomer would take its place. Imagine this, all night long, spread among 3 cats in a continuous cycle. Purrsey stayed out in the living room, and seems content to look down at the world from her new found perch.
But all in all, things are starting to click. The hissing will eventually stop, and maybe some friendships will begin. Stay tuned...
All cats have been "integrated" now, though none of them seem to be getting along with any of the others. Mostly they just hiss and growl at each other. At least they're not trying to take each others heads off any more... It was meeting night, though, and would be the first time we'd left them all completely alone, so we didn't know what we'd face.
I got off work yesterday and headed home to pick up Sheeps and head out for the Baronial meeting. Afterwards, a few of us headed out for dinner at Fazoli's. It isn't anything special, but it is cheap and fast. And, it was right across the street from a bookstore, and Sheeps needed some new reading material.
No one seemed to be in any hurry to leave dinner, so a few of us just hung out and talked about this and that. Well, I know why I wasn't in a hurry to go - I was waiting for them to brew a fresh batch of unsweet tea... We all finally decided that we'd delayed long enough, and went our separate ways. Most went home; we headed to the bookstore.
I found a kewl book on one of the display tables out front. I didn't even get beyond the main aisle before finding my next purchase. It is a book of warriors through the ages, and with all the re-enactment groups around, it is chock full of pictures and diagrams. Very nifty. Sheeps found a couple of books for herself, and we headed for home.
Upon pulling into the driveway, I saw a familiar orange and white tabby in the driveway. What the hell is Oliver doing outside?? Oliver bolted for the half-open door, and Gray Kitty was there beside him, but GK veered right and ran for the neighbhor's yard. Sheeps leapt out of the car in an effort to cut him off, but, in the dark, ran into the crossbar of the lamppost out front. She slammed her noggin' but good, and the gray demon ran off. We went inside to check on the other cats, as none of those three are used to the house or the neighborhood. Luckily, all three of hers were still inside. Thank goodness! That's a hunt I did not want to undertake. We made a token effort to find GK, but I knew that he would hide and run from us, so it was mostly pointless. He'd be back in the morning, expecting breakfast.
As near as we can figure, the door couldn't have been open for too long. It must not have latched completely. UPS had delivered a package earlier (for whatever reason, they don't deliver in my neighborhood until 7 or 8 at night) and his knocking on the door must have jarred it loose.
GK hasn't made me too happy lately. Can't say that I'm too fond of him right now. For whatever reason, he poops just outside the litter box. He's been making several breaks for it lately, and runs and hides from us, instead of coming when called. He'd better watch his act over the next week or two, 'cause I've now got a surplus of cats and very well might consider paring it down by one...
No, I can't truly blame him for Sheeps bump on the head, but if he hadn't been outside, or didn't run from us when he is, she wouldn't have gone running through the yard in the dark to start with. Yeah, he's definitely on probation.
As for the rest of them, it is baby steps. One small step at a time. Last night was the revolving door of kitties through the bed. One would jump on the bed and sleep with us for a little while, until the next one would jump up, his at the current occupant, who would then leave, and the newcomer would take its place. Imagine this, all night long, spread among 3 cats in a continuous cycle. Purrsey stayed out in the living room, and seems content to look down at the world from her new found perch.
But all in all, things are starting to click. The hissing will eventually stop, and maybe some friendships will begin. Stay tuned...
posted by Turtle at 4:49 PM
1 Comments:
A year from now it will be interesting to look back at this post and sigh nostalgically as you recall those halcyon days when there was only one cat at a time in bed, and the humans got the lion's share of the space.
;-)
Stiff upper lip, laddybuck. The critters will sort themselves out soon.
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