Poor Fluffy
15May18
GG went out last night and came back in early. He was fed, watered, and petted, and then settled himself on my pillow. Unfortunately, I had to disturb him to go to the bathroom. Cats don't like that. A few seconds later he came running out of the bedroom demanding to go outside. Okay, fine.
I let him out and went back to bed. After a minute or two, I heard these loud yowls. Uh-oh. Please don't let me have to call the vet again. When GG came back up, he seemed okay, like maybe it wasn't him in the fight or he actually won one.
I went down to feed the others and Fluffy came up. She saw GG and headed back out. She came down with me and bugged everybody as I tried to feed them, then came back up only to be chased out again by GG. Later that morning, I went to the beach. When I came home, Fluffy followed me up and guess who was staring her down at the door.
Yesterday she came up and ate a sardine. I give one to me, one to her, and one to David. Well, when David wasn't looking she ate his sardine too. I caught her in the act and put David's sardine down by the cat food. Maybe out of guilt or fear, she didn't eat any more it. GG found it and ate the rest. He has a tender tum-tum and is real particular about his food. If he eats the wrong stuff, he pukes it right back up. Sometimes he's in the mood for a sardine but usually not.
The exciting news is that yesterday, Mask who is the sole hold out for being touched forgot to get out of my hand's way and received at little pat on her head. She jumped away and the expression on her face was a combination of shock that she wasn't electrified and turned into rubble, and puzzlement. It was like: hmm, that's the strangest sensation I ever felt and it wasn't all bad, but wow that was strange and it's not going to happen again, not ever!
GG went out last night and came back in early. He was fed, watered, and petted, and then settled himself on my pillow. Unfortunately, I had to disturb him to go to the bathroom. Cats don't like that. A few seconds later he came running out of the bedroom demanding to go outside. Okay, fine.
I let him out and went back to bed. After a minute or two, I heard these loud yowls. Uh-oh. Please don't let me have to call the vet again. When GG came back up, he seemed okay, like maybe it wasn't him in the fight or he actually won one.
I went down to feed the others and Fluffy came up. She saw GG and headed back out. She came down with me and bugged everybody as I tried to feed them, then came back up only to be chased out again by GG. Later that morning, I went to the beach. When I came home, Fluffy followed me up and guess who was staring her down at the door.
Yesterday she came up and ate a sardine. I give one to me, one to her, and one to David. Well, when David wasn't looking she ate his sardine too. I caught her in the act and put David's sardine down by the cat food. Maybe out of guilt or fear, she didn't eat any more it. GG found it and ate the rest. He has a tender tum-tum and is real particular about his food. If he eats the wrong stuff, he pukes it right back up. Sometimes he's in the mood for a sardine but usually not.
The exciting news is that yesterday, Mask who is the sole hold out for being touched forgot to get out of my hand's way and received at little pat on her head. She jumped away and the expression on her face was a combination of shock that she wasn't electrified and turned into rubble, and puzzlement. It was like: hmm, that's the strangest sensation I ever felt and it wasn't all bad, but wow that was strange and it's not going to happen again, not ever!
When joey sleeps with me and I get up ,he just lays there until I return. But now the weather has gotten hotter, he like to sleep by him self. In the winter he snuggles up like a person! Interesting, Mask allowed petting? Might not happen again!
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