Although I know I am loved, there is something I know I can't compete with and that is kittens!
Jasmine & James had their first visit from their new Parents today. They had loads of gifts and love showered on them and we all know that they will be safe and happy in their new life. But this does still leave me with the thoughts that although I was patted and fussed, there was something missing and I don't want to sound rude and ungrateful, but I love catnip and fancied me some of that penguin action. (pictured above). Jas & Jamie's new folks did bring us boys lots of treats and we will work our way through them eventually... but my heart WANTS that penguin! I have my sights set on him now and am working out a plan to get him.
You see, Faith was also brought a present, a pink blanket which was gloriously placed in the kittens bed that night for them all to snuggle into, so I threw a sickie and made it so that I had to have the pink blankie for myself to snuggle into. The sickie even got me space next to Momma in bed whilst ManSLave hung out over the edge of his side, Momma, me and the pink blankie were both warm and comfy. Stage one secured!
Day two:- Still peeky, can only eat special chicken broth that Momma is making for me, still wrapped in said blankie. I was able to get up and stroll about and eyed me THAT penguin on the bed and James was playing with it!
Day three: Sleeping in my own bed, next to Momma in her bed, with her arm in my bed comforting me and the blankie. I am dreaming of the penguin! I get up and wander into the en-suit for a tinkle and a drink. I am followed by Momma with a worried look on her face. I have a Slinky lump in my tummy. I think she knows it could be the missing lamb knuckle that I stole from TomFun. This and the LemonFool on the spoon could be the reason I feel peeky - but I know that I am getting closer to the penguin!
Day four:- I relent, I have to eat properly as Momma gave me more medication and more sticky brown stuff that is making my lump move about a bit. After all I can eat and use the loo, so I don't get to visit the vet just yet and I still have to work out how to get that little black and white dude away from James.... Still plotting, but starving myself is getting me nowhere but very very hungry.
I was chatting to Faith through the door gap and then she swung on the door handle (she does this at 4am most mornings!) and opened the door. Out she trotted, gave me a quick peck and dashed off, this left me looking over the half door. Oh the dilemma, food or penguin?
I dived over the half door and made my way to the food of course, bypassing the little bird in a tux (I will collect him on the way back). I tiptoe through sleeping babies and just make the food bowl and a black panther springs from nowhere and beats the stuffing out of me - It's Faith! She is rampaging at my audacity to be in the same room as her babies. I flee, tail between my legs and make a grab for the little guy in his tux, but I am thwarted by a 9 week old kitten who is dragging him away by his bobble hat!
I think I am going back to feeling peeky, I still haven't passed said lump and reckon I can milk this for another day until we have to see the vet for the kittens injections! I shall play it cool, but not too ill, I don't want to go early and ruin a good thing!