Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Attempting Normalcy

This is how I feel lately..

I have never understood people who do drugs for recreation, and having done a lot of these awful drugs for the back pain, I understand even less. Who wants to feel all foggy and weird and just plain icky ON PURPOSE???? Feels like my brain is in neutral. Thoughts flitter in and out of my head with alarming frequency and I fall asleep at the drop of a hat. I don't like it at all. I like the pain even less.

But you know what? I'm tired of not blogging. So, if you can put up with weirdness, which I will try to edit out when I notice it, and weird spelling, which I will try to fix with spell check, then I will try to post and try very hard to make it make sense.

Here goes.

We've had several nice sunny days, a few where we can open doors and windows and the kitties love it. Star especially, she will crawl over anything to get to the sunbeam. Funny thing is, she doesn't like to sit directly in the doorway when she wants to get the wiffies. She sits back on the carpet, about three feet from the door, until some critter comes by, then she charges to it.

Ok, this is going to seem like a random change of subject, but you'll see where I'm going soon. I hope.

What is it with goofy Leo that he had the WHOLE Royal Footstool to lay on and he lays on the edge? Half falling off??

Does this look comfortable? I mean, I know he's a large cat. Huge. Bigger than the average kitty! But there's is clearly room for all of his giant body on that footstool. Which is really more of a hassock or ottoman in size, but anyway there is room.

So he's all, sleeping on the far side and the door is open and the sun is beaming in and Star wants the sun. So she moved over to the edge of the sunbeam.

Which just happens to be right next to the Royal Footstool. She takes a bath in her sunpuddles. All but ignorant of who lurks above on the other side.

But he becomes aware of her lickity lick licking down there.

Ut oh, this not a good thing! He's all ears down and ooo she's gonna get me. But wait, no, she doesn't see me, that means I can get her! Bwhahaha! But I put my hand on his back, which I do when he looks like he's thinking of doing something bad and it usually stops him. For a while anyway. Sometimes I have to put my hand on him a couple times.

This time when I put my hand on him, it alerted Star to what was going on. Another not a good thing. Maybe even less good. Because no hand on the back or any other thing can stop Star when she's bent on teaching the barbarian a lesson.

I had to put the camera down at this point because I was sure a battle royale was about to begin. Star was going to try to be good, probably because I was right there. So she went back to licking, but still had her 'I'm gonna get you sucka' ears on. Leo couldn't take it, and before I could put my hand on his back again, he reached down and poked the bear! Noooooo!

Too late! Growling hissing and whap whap whapping happened before I could blink and Leo, the victim.. RAN like the hounds of hell were on his heels. And she was let me tell you! Not that she's a hound.. so I guess the feline of hell was on his heels!

There was a great thundering up the stairs. I assume at this point that Leo dived under the bed because that's his go-to spot when running from that mean ol' pussy cat who chases him for no reason at all. Except that we've discovered that a lot of these chases start by him poking her in the butt when she doesnt see him... hmm.... Not always, but enough times that I'm not totally buying his poor picked on kitty routine all the time.

Anyway, Star was back downstairs in less than five minutes without the sounds of a horrible kitty fight. Leo showed up about half an hour later, slinking in, hugging the edges of the room before leaping onto me and snuggling. I swear he was almost smirking... but then, that could have been the drugs, no?


The Furries of Whisppy said...

Hahaha! That must have been fun! We're glad no furs went flying and both cats came down without any fur in their mouth.
As for Mommy, we hope you are resting your back. Oh, and your blog post wasn't wierd at all. :)

Hannah and Lucy said...

We are pleased to hear you weren't spitting fur!
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx

William said...

Kinda sounds like the Russell and Caroline show over here!

Random Felines said...

yeah - poking the sister will get you in trouble. mom says she looses her pity factor for those who actually start the fight and then get nailed for it. :)

Hope you are feeling better soon - keep blogging....we are all weird sometimes. haha

Katnip Lounge said...

Pain meds are the PITS! I sure hope your back is feeling better soon...in the meanwhile, I LOL'ed at your post; this is SO Sylvester and Felix! Creep vs Counter-creep, Scott and I call them, like Spy vs Spy in MAD magazine.

ABBY said...

My brother does that to my sister just to bedevil her. hehehehe
Hope you feel better real soon.

Katie and Glogirly said...

Pain meds are fun for the first night. Then yucko. Hope you're feeling better fast!
xoxo Glogirly & Katie

Mark's Mews (Ayla, Iza, and Marley) said...

Ya mean ya hate Nip for Silvervine er us kittehs?

Gracie =^o.o^= said...

Sometimes I would like a sibling but then thinking it is nice being an only. Get lots of rest and feel better.

LP said...

Hope the pain goes away soon and you can ditch the meds!
Sibling rivalry is ongoing here especially with Levon who is big on passing others and cheerfully whacking them!

the critters in The Cottage xo