Or am i just under 30 and sociable?
I'll leave it up to you to decide what they are trying to say......
Portrait of a Blogger
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So I guess I better start writing about my cat if I want to maintain the status quo, huh?
We've had our four year old male cat, Tigger, since he was a kitten. I somehow finally succumbed to the ridiculous notion that he needed a friend. Well, here's the thing - cats do NOT need a friend. It's just not a good idea.
We went back to the pound where we got our first cat, and they had a cute little short-haired tabby female who needed a home. Sarafina got along well with the whole family, and we thought it would be a good fit. Tigger did NOT agree. He spent the whole first week she was around growling and hissing. This was way outside of his normal routine of sleeping, shedding, and purring. He wanted nothing to do with her, or us either for that matter. He was just disgruntled by the whole situation. And mostly the new kitty just stared at him like "What's your problem, dude?" She, like us, was naive enough to think that there would be peace and love and that she would have a new best friend.
After about a week of him glaring and hissing at her all the time, Sarafina decided she had finally had enough and was going to retaliate. After being hissed at yet again, I'm pretty sure she tripled in size, stood erect on her hind legs, and proceeded to tell Tigger exactly who was boss. He, like us, stared at her in disbelief. What the heck just happened? So she started taking to chasing him down, hissing, and attacking him anytime he breathed in her direction.
By week three just as I was starting to think we had made a huge mistake, the tides turned again. We were sitting there with Tigger all casual when Sarafina struts in, gives Tigger her best "come hither" look, and starts howling and rolling around on the floor. Swell. He just looks at her like "What the heck do you want me to do with all that???" (He was neutered quite young and spent most of his life indoors.) He was rather confused. I was too - trying to figure out exactly what I've done while trying to corral the amorous little heathen into another room. Where she will be staying until she goes to the vet on Monday.
Who knows what changes next week will bring!
(If you need me, I'll be at the Hyatt -- I can't take it anymore!!!)
:)
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2 comments:
Oh, my! Is this what I have in store for me? So far we're still at the her hissing and growling at him and him staring at her like she's a lunatic stage. I don't think I can handle an amorous stage! We'll see how ours plays out. She's spayed but he's not neutered yet.
Well, now that she has visited the vet, they are back to just hating each other.
Craziness, I tell ya!!
I think kittens have their merits when it comes to getting along.
Oh well!
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