For whatever reason, the fur wads have decided a 5am wake up is a good thing. Was all I could do to not punt them out the bedroom door. *sigh*
Simba
and Lucy are settling down more and more. Haven't had an 'improper
toileting' from Simba since last Sunday. We are fairly certain (99.999
etc %) that we stopped him from doing it again on Alan's' bed again, as
Simba was doing the 'kitty digging' motions on the blanket. He got
tossed out of the room, disaster averted.
Both Bengals has
slowed down on their food intake. No more 5 feedings a day. Down to 2
sometimes 3 a day. Much better. Now that they are close to their
optimum weight, they aren't gorging anymore.
Have had a few
dust-ups between Ziggy, Simba and Lucy. Ziggy is doing her damnedest to
show she is "Boss Queen Kitty" here. Poor Lucy.. if she walks down the
hall, Ziggy takes umbrage and chases her away. Simba, who is Ziggy's
son, has some sort of vestigial memory of her, and even though she is
half his size, when her eyes go all black and she starts growling, he
turns around and goes the other direction.
Kinda tired. Was liking the sleeping until 7am. Didn't feel like I would need a nap in the afternoons.
No comments:
Post a Comment