As I sit at my desk listening to my new charge climb the screen, trying to get my attention, I’m reminded that I haven’t mentioned him/her for a while. Corin has doubled in size, but I still wonder if outside critters are helping him (using him for simplicity’s sake) eat his food. Can that tiny feline really eat that much Meow Mix?
Excuse me a moment. I need to open the window and squirt the cat off the screen. (squirt squirt)
You laugh. But screen climbing cannot be tolerated, and neither can leather furniture scratching. He has only jumped on the furniture once, missed, and tried to get a claw-hold all the way down. He had the foul timing of doing this in front of the master of the house, who is not a lover of cats. Even though I love cats, I realize my husband and the cat need to be able to exist somewhat harmoniously together, so I must be the peacemaker. (squirt squirt)
New kitties are adorable, but also nibble and poke continuously. When I actually go outside to see him, where he is supposed to be living, he greets me by running up my leg. It doesn’t hurt, yet. But I really shouldn’t let him because when he is full grown, it will not only hurt, but may require stitches. (squirt)
The poor little guy used to only come out of his kitty house when we went out to see him. But he is finally venturing out on his own, especially to the deck when we are in the family room. (squirt)
We were a little worried about how Cluney would handle him. He didn’t seem too friendly, but put up with him. Now the sweet little kitty gets a running jump and attacks Cluney. I still wasn’t too worried until I saw the kitty hanging off of Cluney’s face. After I unclenched his jaws, I decided no more kitty – Cluney time.
In summary, even though my new livestock is a bit feisty, we (the majority of us) think he’s the best. If his feistiness can be redirected towards mice, my husband may even appreciate him, too. (squirt)