Ugh... all I can say at this point is ugh. The
cat was *not* happy with the kids coming to visit this weekend, primarily
due to the quantity of people and the young ages. Although I've thought
that she's a younger cat from looking at her teeth, she acts like an
old fart and doesn't want to be bothered or play. I'm guessing she's a
lot like me in the anxiety department. She's good with people one on
one, but can't handle a lot of excitement from the younger ones,
especially the six year-old boy. He wanted to chase her around both
outside and in, and she finally hid under a chair and begged me to let
her hide in our bedroom.
Since the bedroooms are a sanctuary for people
with allergies, I offered her the laundry room. She tried that for a
while, then hid under the kitchen/dining room table, getting cozy in one
of the chairs. She also hid under a chair in the living room that's
draped with a decorative throw. She went outside yesterday sometime
before the kids went back home, and although I thought she'd come back
once they left, she's still out there somewhere. On one hand I'm glad
because it's giving me a chance to recover from allergies, but then I'm
also worried for her. I know it's been cold out there and I cringe when
I think she probably isn't spayed and could bring back a litter of
kittens with her. For all I know, she has one out there somewhere that we don't
know about.
Besides the anxiety and allergies, I love having the
kids and the cat around. I would love to have a large enough home that
would give everyone the room to lounge around without having to feel
like sardines while they're here. It would be especially awesome if I
didn't have allergies to contend with. There were a couple of nights
when my mind was racing that I'd go out to the couch and cuddle up with
Callie (as Dana has named her), and the feel of her breathing and sound
of her purring helped me fall asleep. I had a toy poodle that used to
sleep with me growing up, but I think this kitty works even better for
insomnia. I'm glad she *doesn't* sleep with me, though - I'd hate to
think of what it would be like to wake up with the kneading and cat butt
in my face. Kinda cute at first, but then...
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