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Clyde Cat

Silent Sunday

The joys of cats!

This is a house of cats, we have 3 of them and I've been thinking its about time I introduced them to you all.  But before I do that, I have been reflecting on how our cats prepared us for the joys of parenthood!

• Commitment. You can leave them at home alone for a bit but gone are the days of disappearing for a weekend without a moments notice.
• They eat and shit. Both of these need attention.
• They shit in the wrong places. I even tried to toilet train them but they were not impressed. However, one of them pees in the plug hole in the bathroom sink - he has a good aim, it could be worse.
• They eat their food too quickly and are sick.
• The prefer snacks to proper food
• Sleepless nights - they wake you if they need you - sometimes they need food, sometimes they need the toilet, other times they just want to share their love.  You have to figure out which.
• Sometimes they just want a cuddle and will follow you around crying, tripping you up and generally being a nuisance until you pick them up.  Slings can help with this if for example you need to cook dinner.
• Other times they don't want a cuddle even if you do.
• Privacy is lost, if they want love they want it there and then, no matter you are doing - even on the loo.
• They can take up all of the bed, just one of them but when all 3 are there...
• Teething... No sleepless nights but they chewed lots of things! I still have teeth marks on the end of my glasses.
• They break things, they don't mean to but they can be a little clumsy.
• They like to press buttons on the laptop.
• They leave toys around the house for you to step on in the dark, they also bring home presents (but luckily Little Owl hasn't done this yet)
• They fall out with their siblings.
• They get jealous.         

• They sulk if you go away.
• They worry you when they go out alone.

But we love them and wouldn't be without them!

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Slugs and spiders

You know its going to be one of those days when you spy the rear
end of a slug as it disappears into your dishwasher.

Next it was the turn of the washing machine.

It was overloaded and all the rubber round the door disintegrated
and was mixed up with the 'clean' washing.

Redo all washing, this time in two loads.

I can smell cat shit.

Walk around the house sniffing.

Suspect Bonnie as the other two are asleep.

Find crap in bathroom sink.

Deal with shit.

Time to swap over washing.

First load still covered in rubber.

Shake the worst off.

SPIDER CRAWLS BETWEEN MY LEGS!!!

Am barefoot.

Freeze to spot.

I want to run.

Leave all the washing.

Shut the door and forget about it.

Can't.

Papa Owl is away for the week.

I need to sort this.

Myself.

Breath.

Don't move my feet.

Perhaps if I keep my legs still the spider won't see me?

Don't take my eyes off of the spider.

Continue swapping washing.

Clyde Cat pushes the door open!

Push him back.

Shut the door.

SQUEAL!!!

Shit - hurt the cat.

Don't take eyes off of spider.

 Pour in conditioner.

Shit - its in all three trays!

Job done, sort of.

Back in house to apologise to cat.

Clyde not talking to me.

Now to tackle dishwasher, let's hope I don't find that slug!

I'm OK, empty it fine.

Start to load and I hear a noise.

A sort of rustling.

Slugs can't rustle CAN THEY?!!!

I hear it again.

 I lift my feet off the floor, am about to cry when...

I realise I have shut Clyde cat in cupboard.

Papa Owl is away until Friday

this is only the first day.

Will I make it through the week?

The wind is picking up.

the storm is coming!

 Bring it on St Jude

show me what you are made of!!!