Saturday, May 7, 2011
Karen Jo: I think both of you need to relax a bit more. You have both been very cranky kitties this week. What has been bothering you so much?
I want more open windows. The house smells stale, but you hardly ever open the windows.
Karen Jo: It has still been windy and cold. I did open up a few windows for an hour or two before I went to work today.
Emma: I want more food. You feed us breakfast early, but then we don't get any more until you are nearly ready to leave for work and you don't come home and feed us again for hours and hours.
Karen Jo: You don't need any more food. Herman is already too fat and you are getting a little pudgy tummy. There is plenty of dry food available all the time. If Herman doesn't start losing some weight soon, I may have to cut down on the dry food.
Herman and Emma: Nooo!
Karen Jo: Now what is bothering you about each other? Herman, the other night I was playing ball with you while I was waving Da Bird for Emma. Everything seemed to be going so well, but you stopped playing ball and soon pounced Emma, making her squeal and hide.
When she is lying on her back and waving her paws around, sometimes I just can't help but want to pounce her. Besides, when you play with me I want you to only play with me and not play with Emma at the same time.
Karen Jo: Emma, you were especially grouchy yesterday. I was doing the laundry and I knew that both of you were near my feet, so I shuffled my foot instead of taking a step, but I pinched Herman's toe anyway. Herman yelled and both of you ran as fast as you could to the living room. I started petting Herman to apologize for hurting him and you started making angry noises and hissing at him. I had to move to the couch to calm you down, then go back to Herman to make sure that he wasn't hurt. What was that all about?
Emma: When we ran to the living room, Herman was chasing me as hard as he could. He scared me.
I wasn't chasing you. I was trying to get away from Mom's clumsy feet.
Karen Jo: Later, it was furmination time. Emma, you let me give you a light going over before you started biting the furminator so that I couldn't continue. Herman, you were more cooperative, but just barely. I know that you would rather just be brushed, but the brush won't keep the mats away. I started to go under your chin and you let out a yell and scratched me. Emma, you jumped up on your carrier, then pounced on Herman's head, which caused quite a ruckus.
I had a mat under my chin and I didn't want it getting caught in the furminator. I didn't really hurt you much.
Emma: Herman gave out an attack cry and I was trying to protect you, Mom.
Karen Jo: I appreciate the thought, Emma, but I really don't need protecting from Herman. I understand about the mat, Herman. I am glad that you let me get it with the scissors. It's great that you aren't so afraid of the scissors now. Both of you seemed to be in much better moods tonight, so maybe we won't have such grumpy kitties now.