I'm beginning to wonder why

[freckles_and_doubt]

I love my kitties. Really I do. Even after I've arrived at work an hour late after spending twenty-five minutes chasing Golux around the house so I can put her into a catbox to take her to the vet¹. She has amazingly good radar for "opposable thumb thing person about to grab me and stuff me into a catbox", only slightly less microscopically sensitive than her radar for "opposable thumb thing person about to grab me and anoint me with smelly anti-flea stuff." She'll be two feet away, demanding breakfast, until you even think about grabbing her, at which point she presumably picks up the minute change in your body language and wafts away and hides. I am currently Public Enemy Number One in the Lexicon of Golux: she whinged non-stop all the way to the vet, that deep-chested part-Siamese yowl, and death-glared me until I left. I'm not feeling guilty by dint of constant effort.

Hobbit, on the other hand, has decided that me watching Fringe on my computer equates to me offering him inadequate attention. His solution, as of last night:



At precisely the point where the giant irascible genetically-modified multi-creature with the stinger and huge fangs was leaping out from behind trees at people, he precipitated himself off the desk onto my lap in a frenzy of affection and proceeded to bite my arm lovingly, purring like a Harley. Then he fell off, embedding his claws into my leg on the way down.

I love my kitties. Really I do. In an affectionately homicidal sort of way.

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¹ She has a pink nose, which gets sunburned and develops cancerous ulcer thingies, which means about once a year I have to take her in to have the spots frozen off in a 4-part series of weekly treatments, which seems to be keeping the serious cancer at bay. This wouldn't happen if she didn't spend so much time sleeping in the sun. I've seriously considered covering the entire house in a giant umbrella, but I have enough difficulty growing things under the plane tree. Also, if she was difficult to catch this time, imagine what she'll be like by Week 4. *shudder*

Comments

[stringgeek.livejournal.com]

Let me guess: she would also not be a fan of your sunscreening her nose. :-)

<3 Hobbit <3

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

Good lord, no. Although our Nice Vet is of the opinion that it doesn't really work, anyway. schedule5 once tried the thing with the potassium permanganate on her cat's pink ears, but got the concentration wrong and burned all the fur off... I've never dared try it myself after that. Also, our Nice Vet says it doesn't work :>.

[schedule5.livejournal.com]

I have also tried the giant unbrella solution, by dint of building an enormous, shade-cloth-covered cat run in the back garden. This proved totally escape-proof for the black-nosed cat, who was only in there to keep the pink-nosed, white-furred cat company. However, that little white bugger managed to squeeze out through holes we couldn't even fit the childrens hands through!