You're gonna cringe when I say this but here goes: I've got 8 cats in the house right now. Yes, I said 8, E I G H T.
- Grendal
- Smudge
- Pip
- Toast
- Orville
- & Wilbur
They are the kittens that I picked up down the road on Halloween. There presence was enough to send Tootsie packing. She moved next door. The new neighbours had just moved in and they left the door open since it was such a nice day... to air the house out and all. Tootsie saw it as an invitation and moved on in. They found her asleep in their bed. That didn't last long and she soon became an "outdoor" cat. She would thumb her nose at us occasionally but keep her distance. Two nights ago it started to sleet and snow. It was really cold so she decided to grace us with her presence once more. It's still cold out. She's currently in the bedroom in her old bed and loving every minute of it.
Nibble doesn't want to sleep in the house that dh built for them either. He's asleep on the chair behind me. Nibble and Tootsie hate each other so they have to be kept separated. The kittens reside in the sunroom most of the time but are allowed to run rampant thru the house when the other cats are outside. They have to stay in the sunroom when Tootsie is visiting. They love Uncle Nibble and won't leave him alone to eat which pisses him off. Literally. He'll start marking his territory throughout the house if all the kittens are out. He tolerates Toast though. Which is good because Toast doesn't like to stay in the sunroom and will throw himself against the french doors repeatedly until I either spray him with water or let him out because he's becoming waterlogged.
And that's how it is at the House of Dander.
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