Thursday, April 7, 2011
Karen Jo: There has been a lot going on in my life lately and I just have been to tired to blog.
Emma: There has been a lot going on in our lives, too.
Karen Jo: Yes, there has. Herman jumped you last Saturday.
Emma: He was mean to me. I was just getting petted and he grabbed me with his forepaws and threatened to bite my head when you finished.
Karen Jo: Herman was always the one who got petted in the bathroom before you came. He just got a little jealous. When are you finally going to stop hissing at Herman?
Emma: When I get good and ready. I hardly ever do it any more, just when he gets too close to me and I don't feel like dealing with him.
Karen Jo: He knows that I will pet him while I am talking on the phone. You weren't close enough for me to pet and he wanted to get close to me and you hissed at him. He backed off and I couldn't pet either one of you.
At least she didn't jump me last night in bed.
Karen Jo: That was all good. I figured out how to pet both of you at the same time. It was all going very well until you decided to leave.
I suddenly discovered that her rump was touching my rump. That disturbed me and I left.
Karen Jo: You like sniffing her behind, so why would it touching you upset you?
I don't know, but it did.
Emma: I sniffed Herman's behind, too.
Karen Jo: Yes, both of you seem to get a kick out of sniffing each other's tails. At least it doesn't lead to hissing any more.
Emma: I am learning how to play with toys. The other night, Mom was rolling a ball to Herman and he was batting it back. I sat and watched. They played like that for a while, then Herman stopped playing. Mom rolled the ball to me and I batted it back a few times. It was fun. Yesterday I smelled something good in one of the toy boxes. I dug and dug and found it and dragged it out. I sniffed it and bit it and clawed it and kicked it. Then I ran around the house like my tail was on fire.
Karen Jo: You discovered Herman's nip syringe. It is stuffed with really good nip. I will leave it out for you until you get tired of it. I am so glad that you are discovering the fun of cat toys.
Emma: When can I go out in the stroller again?
Karen Jo: Some day when I am off and the wind isn't blowing so hard.
May I go, too?
Karen Jo: Yes, Herman, but not at the same time. The stroller isn't big enough for both of you at once.