If the way my cats behave is any indication, we are going to be bad parents. Our cats tear-ass around the house, and lately have been picking on Kiki (the youngest) like nobody's business! It's getting ridiculous, in fact. I have no idea why they are all of the sudden determined to make her life (and ours, by association) miserable. She has two (two!) scratches on her nose, one on her ear and I have had to physically separate the main assailants (Zsa Zsa and Trot) from her vicinity three or four times in the past few weeks. Trot is laying in ambush for her as I type. As though I can't see him! Grr!
We have taught them a few tricks. They each eat out of their own bowl. Deneb, Trot and occasionally Eva will jump into our arms for pets and attention. They are cuddley lap kitties, and are usually sweet and gentle. So is it that we are permissive parents raising bad kitty children, or have they all caught brain tumors in the last month?
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