Cats: It’s Always Something
Time for more kitty news. Natasha and Lady traveled to San Antonio with us this week for a quick trip. Lady got some much-appreciated no cage time, and both girls got as much time as they wanted to explore the back yard. Surprisingly, they didn’t want a lot of time. I suspect it’s because the grass was still damp from the rain we’d been having. Lady and Natasha both appreciated the time without other kitties around. Of course, they boxed with each other a couple of times, but they throw a few punches and go their separate ways.
The rest of the horde remained in Central TX, keeping an eye on the house, which they seem to have done with minimal disruption. Until we got home. Then they had to let us know how happy they were to see us by tearing around in circles (with the door on the back stairs open, they can make a complete run through the house, upstairs, downstairs, front to back). Floyd and Tarzan got into a knock down drag out discussion that involved a lot of fur flying. That came right after I chewed Floyd out for tipping Lady’s water dish and making a mess (this cat has a thing for tipping water bowls and towers). Mr. L thinks Tarzan was disciplining him for tipping the water. I can only hope, but I came downstairs to Lady’s water bowl turned over this morning.
The boys have been a little feisty lately. Maybe with Spring in the air, they’re feeling their oats — even though none of them have any “oats” to feel. Ajax has been backing down Tarzan. Tarzan has been chewing out Floyd. Floyd asserts himself with Tarzan, and they have a roll on the floor, fur-flying “fight” (but nobody is getting hurt, so I think they’re just settling a little pecking order dispute), then Floyd slinks off — still the low boy on the totem pole, I’m afraid.
When I let Lady out of her cage in the morning (she’s still on halfway house rules until we can go more than a week without an incident with Rossie), Daphne walks in, sits down, and looks at me. She’s waiting for her kitten food (which we got her in the habit of eating in the cage to keep the big cats from swiping it from her. I put a handful of kitten food in the bowl for her to eat and close the door (but not latch it). I’m not sure what I’ll do when I run out of the bag of kitten food. I guess we’ll continue the process with a handful of regular food. Her look is irresistible.
Everyone is healthy and reasonably happy. Lady does not like taking her medicine, but we have been able to get through the distasteful process pretty quickly in the morning.
As I was trying to lure Creamsicle to me with some Fancy Feast this afternoon, I remembered he’s the cat I was calling Mooch when I first noticed him last year. I like Mooch, so I may go back to that name. he perked up when I walked toward him with the open can of Fancy Feast. After I chased Sneaky away and walked away myself, he walked over to get it. He did that three times this afternoon. I made sure Sneaky got some, too. Between the two of them, they finished the can pretty quickly.