The little ones have been with me for over a month, and I think it's safe to say that life with cats isn't always sunshine and rainbows. Luckily, most of the time it actually is pretty awesome, and to give you an idea of what I AND they have been up to, here's a post about what a new, cat-filled life is like!
THE EQUIVALENT OF KIDS
Whereas a couple of weeks ago I was rather passionately claiming how I didn't have an inkling of motherly instinct in me (yet), I'm afraid I'll have to admit how wrong a statement that was. I do, in fact, but not for tiny humans. It kicked in when Leia wasn't feeling all that well. A veterinary different than my own (as it was the weekend) gave a rather extreme diagnosis over the phone (honestly, who does that) and warned me I should prepare for the worst. You can imagine, right? There were tears, panic, blaming it on myself even though that was out of the question, etc. Luckily, she seems more than alright now, but let me tell you: after that first scare, there's hardly anything 'strange' they do (and they do plenty, believe me) that you don't want to google at once. Which is, of course, the worst you can do, isn't it? So equivalent as in: you feel, as you should, very responsible for these little felines. Just as you do for any other pet. But as for cuteness? Yeah, nothing's changed there. They definitely still win over babies.
THE CHALLENGE OF DAILY LIFE
The tiniest daily chore becomes pretty impossible when you have kittens and cats, that's for sure. Sweeping? Not a chance when they're in the room, as they've labelled the broom their greatest prey. Cleaning the litter box? Either they knock the small shovel out of your hands, OR they have a sudden urge to use it just after you've finished or even while you're at it. Cooking? I appreciate Leia wants to help and all, but it's not very easy standing over some pots and pans with a cat in your neck. Enjoying my dinner? Not without having to stop every five seconds to keep Strummer from digging in as well. Showering? Don't you dare take more than five minutes or I'll meow the whole neighbourhood together because I want to know what the hell you're doing in there (which is rather a cute one, actually). Charging your phone? Think again, buddy, those cables are dangly and therefore shall be considered as toys and mine.
In my case, the only safe chore is vacuuming. They're scared out of their minds of it, and I'm not really sorry to say that I find it extremely funny to see them scurrying away every time I bring it out of my storage space.
MURDER FOR THE SKIN
Spring is the perfect moment to start showing some skin, isn't it? And how about that bare ankle trend? That was even going strong in winter, let alone now that the sun has finally come out. All of this doesn't really sound as good to me as it did before, though. I have pretty sensitive and easily irritated skin as it is, and when you look at my ankles, legs (oh, yeah, those tiny nails go right through jeans), arms and hands, well... Let's just say that one would think I have a pet dinosaur running around the house instead of two, innocent kittens. I say innocent because they really can't help it. They just want to play and will soon learn how to without using the daggers. Leia actually already does, clever girl, but Strummer is a bit slower when it comes to picking these things up.
TINY BIG CATS
I am absolutely convinced that every cat is essentially the same, which pretty much means that these little ones are as good as wild leopards in all but size. The way they move about sometimes actually has scared me more often than not, and they are pretty oblivious to what they take with them when they're on a rampage. When they're in tiger modus, they pretty much do what they want and there's nothing you can do about it except - in Leia's case - take her off the curtains every time she climbs up on them and - in Strummer's case - unhook his claws from my ankles or legs whenever he's going bonkers. It's part of an important learning process, really, and all you can do is keep sabotaging their plans every time they're up to no good, distracting them with some other toy or just let them play-destroy each other. They'll wear themselves out and cuddle up somewhere in no time.
Now all of the above might sound a bit challenging or frustrating, which is absolutely true. But the thing is, a second after that frustration cometh the goo-goo eyes and the slapstick comedy. I can't tell you how much these two have made me laugh. Whether it's miscalculating the end of a surface and falling off as they prepare to have a good wash, carrying the piece of paper they play with (yup, it's the simplest things) all the way over to my feet to involve me in a way, the but-wiggle when they're sneaking up on something, a random expression on their face, or that ridiculous two-legged walk they do sometimes. They can make a bad day turn into a good one, truly.
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE
One of the biggest assertions about cats out there, that I do not understand AT ALL, is the one where they state you do not get much love from them as opposed to dogs. Now, it may be true that a cat's love might be a bit more, uhm, ego-centric (which only puts them closer to human behaviour, if you ask me, and I actually think this is an admirable characteristic haha!), but it's definitely not non-existent. And even so, frankly, I don't really care if it's genuine or not when these two cuddle up to me, turn around deliberately to grab my hand and start purring as though their life depended on it. I don't really care that, at this point, I might just be a living heating system for them. It's sweet, hella cute and gives me an enormous amount of comfort. Perhaps ego-centric goes both ways, which only makes for a perfect match. ;-)
Any of these things sound familiar, Cat People? ;-) What's your pet like?