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STRESSED TO THE HILT

29/11/2020

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IIt has been an incredibly busy week here at Maystar HQ.  Year end is nearly finished so time in the office is less and less, although Momma has sold a few things so we have been playing in the boxes and wrappings and crimping the edges of things before they leave the office.  

Last week I was piddling everywhere again and holding my wee inside for a day or more.  I had a terrible accident and couldn't hold it in anymore and spilled myself all over the stair carpet and finally came to rest in the hallway and then again under the chair.  ManSlave dashed out and stood in my piddle in his socks.  I hid myself feeling terribly guilty whilst ManSlave ranted about how disgusting it was.  Momma was there to my aid, saving me from a telling off and was sucking up my widdle into a sterile syringe and into a jam jar, minus the jam!  This was whisked off to the vets for crystal testing and it was negative...hoorah.  So, why am I widdling?  Well, it's stress. So, Momma had to give me a loading dose of Cystease and remove my stress triggers.  Easier said than done. 

So, to the stress triggers.  Here they are. Tyga is no.1 with her incessant need to be around Momma 24/7.  She has taken over my bed spot next to Momma's head and I am sleeping curled up, shivering in a kitten bed and should anyone try to touch me I snarl at them, then Tyga wants my love, squeaking like a sick kitten, PFFT.  Then closely follow that with Ikon and his thumping me and launching himself on me, and tripping me up all the time.  Couple that with his son, Magnus, and his raging hormones, I just can't cope.  In some ways I think I echo Momma's feelings on the whole subject of stinky boy cats strutting their smell in our home!  So, I have been relegated to the kitchen at night with Flaire and Pearl, who are also very stressed with the whole boy thing.  Flaire and Pearl have been given the cat pill which has calmed them down too and all three of us are enjoying our quiet evening sleeping in comfy beds and not being harassed in the early hours by youngans.   

The stinky boys spent a few nights out in the House of Fun which gave everyone a break too, including them and they love running on the wheel and they too have slept all night.  Tyga, SaBreena, Robyn and Filly are in bed with Momma, only she is awake at all hours with Filly licking her eyelashes and nibbling her nose, pressing her body over her throat and washing her chin and purring so loudly that the night is alive with her rumble.  SaBreena then sneaks into bed and lays tightly to Momma's side, grumbling at anyone who tries to wash her and also purring like a train.  Tyga, still in her KittyTitty jacket, is snuggled in tightly under her arm, where I used to sleep btw, and so too is rumbling away.   Robyn sleeps long and thin, stretched out like drying leather at her knees and any movement starts a purrfest.  Pinned down and gasping for a drink in a vibrating bed, Momma lays there heating up and burning all over from roasting fuzzy purring bodies.  Then early morning brings a lone Robyn the need to be higher up and stands squarely on her bladder and that's the final straw....Hot, thirsty and bothered, Momma bumbles to the bathroom with her entourage.  Filly the torch barer and guide cat, skipping about with excitement. Robyn the tripper upper, making sure Momma's feet don't stand on our toys, SaBreena stands in the sink purring so Momma knows where she is and Tyga is the great loo inspector, peering down waiting for the water to run.  She has always been daft and is then joined by Robyn. They stand side by side, paws over the seat with expectant faces, the lid is soft close, they have 30seconds of fun!  Momma removes SaBreena from the sink to wash her hands and get a much needed drink and Filly is there to guide her back to bed, galloping ahead onto the bed causing static to light up the darkness and back to bed they all go.  There was no wonder I was stressed with all that going on every night! 

Ikon and Magnus are out in the house of fun permanently now and are coping very well.  It has been a long slow progress putting them out for a few hours a day, then once Ikon couldn't stop marking his territory and making our home stinky.  But once in the HOF neither of them mark at all.  Well, OK, Ikon did on day one and two then never again. I haven't been over the skybridge since unlike SaBreena and Robyn, who venture over there regularly.  The doors are opened and closed behind them and off they trot to play on the wheel or watch squirrels.  They tell those feisty boys off if they try and rude stuff! They are there to enjoy themselves, not be raped! 

Because the boys now have the HOF and the older ladies like to have a run on the wheel, Momma invested in a cheapie plastic one that other wheel manufacturers moan about. Well, I can tell you that the One Fast Cat wheel is fine for outside use and us girls love it.  Pearl sets off on a jog to nowhere and away it trundles like a train, vibrating the decking and scaring all the mousies that live under there away.  She trots on there when she has the need for some escape time. I am much happier too, playing more with my toys again with no big lump coming to pound me into the ground.  Tyga has even been playing fetch again and Lillibet is venturing from the office a bit more too.   The boys have lots to entertain them and often come in the kitchen for some inside time as well as a good belt around the garden.  It is important they don't get too bored or over excited and over stimulated as this can lead to anxious yawping when locked up.  better calm and fun things to keep them active and tire them out.  What tired Magnus out yesterday was escaping the catflap at 5am out into the frosty morning. Shivering, he lay in the heated outside bed yelling for anyone that might help him. He was most upset when Momma went out at 7am and screaming his annoyance, he pointed to the catflap and said "Broken". walked off in a cross legged huff and dashed for the cat tray for a much needed wee. His ears took two hours to defrost, his face took longer!  His Dad Thwakked him and told him off for being so stooopid and he was never to attack the cat flap again.

There is one sad subject to touch on too this week, our Uncle Paul has passed away quite unexpectedly.  He had a bad fall and that was that. Game over.  He was so lovely with us all when he was fit and well.  He cared for us and visited so often when Momma had her spine surgery.  He looked after us at hollibob time and although not related to us at all, King Slinky gave him the royal title of 'Uncle' and it stuck.  When UP went to hospital, KS followers sent messages of good health to him and made him feel very humble and he never forgot that.  He said it made him a nicer person to believe all those folks cared so much.  Now he is gone to be with King Slinky and TomFun. Rest in Peace old friend. 

To that end, we are celebrating his life with a lovely piece of Welsh lamb. It was one of his favourite meats and with not being able to eat anything solid these last few months, he said just on Tuesday, how much he missed his juicy lamb.  ManSlave has bound it in garlic and rosemary and it slowly roasts away.  I can just see it if I squint into the darkness of the oven.  Ikon, Magnus and Flaire all got a sliver and I got nuffin.  NUFFIN I tell yer! Pfft. Some celebration of life!!! 

Long Live Uncle Paul  =^..^=   Your Queen Vee, The Maystar Pride & doting followers.


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