Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Girls can't play in threes.

Anyone out there know why two cats who've been best friends for 4 years will suddenly decide they can't stand the sight of each other? Because if I can't figure this out and make it stop, I'll soon be offering up a free cat to a good home...

Social dynamics are one thing, but dammit, I need to get some sleep. If I'm awakened at 5am one more time by the god-awful keening and howling of a cat fight, somebody will become glove liners. Oh, and having to throw away all of my girly shoes because Luna has fucking PISSED on them is no fun either. Literally, every single pair of shoes that are not sneakers or boots - this means that no one in my family can die or get married or have any kind of formal event - because I got no pumps, man.


Blogger Sam, Problem-Child-Bride said...

I'd fashion myself a nice pair of kitten heels, if I were you. Killing two cats with one leather punch, so to speak - plus you get pumps in nice neutral colours for that emergency special occasion!!

22 May, 2007 18:19  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

If they're fighting just seperate them at night. One in the kitchen and one in the iving room/or garage. It could just be a phase.
We had that problem when we moved first, the bigger of the cats and Puddy don't get along at all, he likes to bully her, and naturally being cats they're at their most active at night-hence wailing to get out and fighting and WORSE scratching the shit out of the furniture.
So now the whole bloody lot of them get locked into the garage with a water bowl, litter, bowl of dried food and their seperate beds. And remarkably it's working fine. They go to 'bed' at about eleven and are let out again at about seven. They haven't killed each other yet and we sleep soundly. ( The one-eyed one has started to take hmself off to bed before we even bother)
About the pee, unless you get rid of every single trace of the smell the buggers will keep going back to the same spot. That or keep you shoes in a shoe rack, behind locked doors.
Pets, eh? They bring us such happiness. Sorry darling, hope any of that helped.

22 May, 2007 18:46  
Blogger Sassy Sundry said...

It's stories like these that make me feel better about my cat allergies.

Sorry about the shoes. That's criminal.

22 May, 2007 20:08  
Blogger Fat Sparrow said...

Get a dog. Constant harassment really keeps the cats in line, or so I've found, anyway. Plus, the dog exercizes itself, and the litter box now seems to be self-cleaning. It's really a win-win situation.

22 May, 2007 22:07  
Blogger Fresh Hell said...

The glass half full perspective: this is a golden opportunity to go spend money you otherwise wouldn't be able to justify on irrationally impractical shoes that will take the edge off the late night yowling...

After all that, you deserve a consolation prize.

22 May, 2007 22:42  
Blogger Manuel said...

Ha! I've been in the middle of this before. When LMM and one of her friends fall out there is all sorts of bitching etc. Iam encouraged to take sides. Over the years I have learnt not too. They always make up and I'm left with egg on my face. So my advice is stay out of it. Cats and girls are the same. End off

23 May, 2007 06:25  
Blogger Binty McShae said...

I fucking hate cats.

25 May, 2007 04:05  

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