Thursday, October 1, 2009

Busy... sort of... Day

I'm almost done with Blessings of the Season, I'm working on a Kufi Hat Cat to go in there and then I'll be done.  I went to go order new cards and ended up having to go twice.  ::head:desk::  By the time I was done, it was time to pick up the teenageboy from Select Singers.  Then we went off to the grocery, where surprise of all surprises, he stayed in the van reading a book.  No, this child is not related to me.  ::snicker::

Now I'm getting ready to take down the computer while he does the trash and his sister works on dinner.  In the meantime Zaphy is ensconced on the scratching post in the hall looking back and forth wondering what in Hades we're doing!  Occasionally he mews at us, hoping that someone will explain everything to him.  "Mah-wow!"  Uh-oh!  My son just opened up a trash bag and it was all over!  Zaphy sprang off of the scratching post and into my office onto the guest bed.  Ah!  Safety!!  Or is it?....

Inward & Outward, Upward & Onward!

Okay, another four cat night.  This morning I woke up because Star began climbing up Mt. Mommy Knee™.  Now this would have been okay, except for one thing.  Star's claws haven't been trimmed in far too long.  Ergo, when that first paw tentatively hit my knee it was not a soft, gentle paw.  Nay, brothern and sistern, it was a veritable stiletto.  A rapier piercing my knee.  There was only one thing to do in such a situation.

Star was scooped up as quickly as possible.  Ninja Kitties don't like this.  But it had to be done.  Whilst holding the squirming eight-armed demon, I managed to get the clippers from my bedside table.  My husband woke up and realized immediately what was going on.  I asked for help and he provided the demon-holding necessary for me to begin clipping Star's scimitars.  I indicated at one point that grabbing him by the fur between his shoulder blades would be helpful (just as a mother cat does, this doesn't work on all cats).  I finished and then made Star stay while I got out treats.  Lots of treats.  Many many many (make that many) treats.  Which no one else got to have.

I did this to help him remember that it's okay to get your claws clipped and that mom's bed is not a dangerous place.  Star is not only a Ninja Cat but he's still a wee bit skittish.  Remember that he was rescued at four weeks old having been abandoned.  You have to be extra careful with him.  Uhoh!  Sound from the kitchen.  I'd better see what they're up to now!  Oberon has taken to getting up on the kitchen table.  Teenagers.  The Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde is well named!!