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My huge red coward

We had painters invade the balconies this morning to repair minor damages in the outside paint.

I didn't like it at all because I didn't have to work today, planned to sleep in to help deal with my leftover lurgy, and woke to some shadow rustling and humming on the other side of my bedroom window, which was ajar. Of course, my Gothic drapes were down, but it was bad enough -- I fled from my room as soundlessly as I could and hid in the bathroom, where the cats were already hiding out, scared witless by the apparition on our balcony. Mephi was cowering and hissing desperately, and Lucifer squeezed beneath the cabinet under the sink.

It took him hours to get back to normal, poor cat. He clung to me all afternoon and evening and only consented to leave my side when I filled the cat bowl with unscheduled gooshy food.-

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Aww, poor kitties, there were strangers in their world.

Oh yes, and they came without asking and without me letting them in (which is how strangers are supposed to be arriving), they just materialised on the blacony while I was still sleeping, and my door was closed so they couldn't come and hide with me, or get me to deal with the problem.

It was very, very, very scary for them. I didn't like it, but the cats, especially Lucifer, were petrified.

It's the yellow eyed demon!

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!

Meanwhile, my cute kittie made the trip to his new home in Fort Worth. His new mama raced home from work armed with bottles, supplement and one of every kind of toy to meet him.

Another happy ending. :)

I love it when they prepare themselves so much. One of my friends from Milliways recently got two kittens, and prepared a special room for them, and got them lots of toys and consulted me about general cat matters. Those two little ginger guys are probably among the happiest and luckiest kittens you can imagine!

It's heartwarming to see videos and get progress reports on how much they are adapting to each other.

My scaredy Lucifer, though, is still attached to me by the hip, always lightly touching his human to feel safe. Such a big cuddly coward!

Almost all of the animals I place go to people I know or their friends. This one went to the mother of one of my adult clients. The woman's cat had died and she was deeply depressed. Misty drove up with the kitten today and then called with the report.

Apparently, her mother left work early for a "doctor's appointment " (she had already made an appt with the vet to get the kittie "whatever it needs" LOL) and then stopped by the store on the way home to get special toys.

So I think the Empress Mi-ow is in clover. :D

It's lovely to hear of such happy endings!

Now I just have to place the last one!

Fortunately, Saturday is a horse show and horse people are also big cat people. :)

Oh yes, my cats were both born in the horse stable belonging to a colleague of mine, too. And they are wonderful tough and healthy cats (if great cowards, but perhaps you get cautious if you spend your childhood around huge hooves).

K, that little teeny tiny kitten?

She used to sleep with my enormous German Shepherd!

I think she assumed that because it was bigger than she was and warm and furry, it must be mama.

Of course the dog would roll her around the floor every time she tried to clean her (tongue bath). :D

Awww interspecies snorgling!

At first I was horrified but Keeper has proven herself to be Nana. I can leave her alone with them even before their eyes are open and she just sits by the bed watching them. She's fascinated by tiny mewing things.

Do you have pictures?

I need to take some! I am not very good about taking pics. But the next time I have one cuddled up under Keerper's enormous jowls, napping happily, I will be certain to. :)

Awww, poor shiny-eyed ginger kitty! I hope he's forgotten all the terror already. Gooshy food helps, I'm sure.

Our kitty's been having problems. I worry about him.

Oh -- what's wrong with him?

*sigh* His flea allergies/hyperesthesia just keep getting worse. He's a naturally cuddly, affectionate cat, but he's so sensitive that touch sometimes really bothers him. So he craves human touch, but it physically irritates him. He goes out of control sometimes into a frenzy of biting--both of us have been bitten hard. A week or so ago, he was on my bed, and just as I was falling asleep, I heard that horrible scrabbling thrashing. I scooted away as quickly as I could, and turned on the light to see him chewing one of the towels on the bed. Then he looked very confused, shook his head, and left the room, licking himself.

We've been keeping him out of the house a lot, because we don't, as my husband says, want "a furry, ticking timebomb" in our laps. I really worry that he's feeling unloved. And yesterday he came home with his poor little nose all red and scratched.

Poor little guy. : (

The poor guy!!

Can the vet not do anything for him?

She thinks she has some therapies which would work well, but it all costs money, which is very tight right now.

Yep, that can get costly.

I think I ought to get a pet insurance for my two cats; they won't stay quite this perfectly healthy forever.

This might sound silly but the last invasion - electricians, three (3) months (months) - resulted in me standing on the fifth floor of a completely blacked out building with no idea how to get out ie. down the stairs. So better test that balcony before stepping back onto it *sarcastically serious*

They didn't do anything to the balcony, just dabbed around on the outside wall with smelly paint.

Awww... the poor little one.

I fear my cats will be going through the same soon. They are about to repair the stucco on the outside of my unit. If it's anything like it was on the building next door, it will involve lots of scary hammering, scraping, and drilling. I suspect I may not see my cats for weeks!

After the excitement, they'll sleep a lot ad be very affectionate and cuddly.

Wonderful! I do hope you're right.

However, if you stay home with them while the workmen come, you'll probably have to comfort and calm down two panicky cats, which is no fun. I was so angry at these painters for scaring my cats so horribly. My cats!! How dare they! One can't explain to the poor animals that it's all really harmless, they are frightened regardless.

That made me laugh :)

Unfortunately, I'll be at work. But just last week Daniel had workmen come by and his Pugsley got so scared that he opened the oven and went inside. I have no idea how! Thank goodness it was turned off.

I have an axe and shall forthwith threaten to slay anybody who scares my cats because they are MY CATS and I have to protect them!

(They are now hiding under the chair and, presumably, conspiring, because they are my cats, and that also means they are rather weird.)

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