I think I'm caught up to about 1997 …

[blamebrampton]

I do not know what happened to this year. It was here one minute, and then the next, it was all but gone.

Since I do not need to spend 2013 earning All the Monies, I hope it will be slower. Or I shall just have to start listening to Enya and watching Parliamentary Question Time, so it feels as though it is.

A very HAPPY BIRTHDAY to silentauror! You have been busier than me this year, I hope that it is all working out for you and that life is starting to fall into place in the ways that make everything easier and more seamless and not just entertaining dinner party anecdotes in future years. One thing I must be better at next year is birthday wishes! Sorry, flist!

Today we accidentally tortured a cat. My friend M is headed OS and needs to find a home for her 12-year-old calico Moushka. She may be able to stay with her sister, but they have two kittens, so we thought we would try her here. I know all the steps one OUGHT to go through to introduce them, but alas, time is too short and our house too small. So we went with the free-range trial today to see is there was any hope.

Cookie was unimpressed and went to defend Monster from the interloper, which consisted of sitting between Moushka and Monster and being the fluffiest cat in the world, with a spot of retaliatory hissing. Monster was briefly hoping someone might have brought her chicken, and gave up after a while when it became clear noone had. Poor Old Moushka hid behind the sofa, first in a bucket in the corner, and then in the crack between the sofa and the side bookshelf. She was not too perturbed about the strange people, or being left by her human, or even the house, but she did NOT like Cookie and was not that keen on Monster. Hisses abungo! She did take to the bucket, though.

Over the space of about six hours she barely came out and didn't eat or drink, though she did purr whenever we patted her. Our two gave up being concerned about the corner cat, and she did not want to leave her corner or her bucket when it was time to go home. At the moment, it looks as though there is a 40% chance she will cope with being around two grown cats, but we are going to try again on the weekend. And yes, I know it's all wrong, but our house is too small and open-plan to sequester her and give her a separate space and introduce scents and so on over time. Constant Vigilance is the only option! Otherwise she is off for life with a very nice small boy and two kittens, so she will be fine either way.

Comments

[nenne.livejournal.com]

I hope it works out with the cat. Accidental torturing doesn't sound good. Let's hope her next visit will be pleasant. :)

I think it's scary how fast time flies. Really scary.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

Does the mister have a job then?

Until the end of the post I thought you tried her with yours to see if she could take any two cats aka the kittens. Possibly the image of the poor thing trying to disappear, with MAH BUCKET captioned underneath it distracted me. We need photos.

[lisbet.livejournal.com]

Good luck with new kitty! I'm glad she has options either way. And that was cute about Monster briefly hoping for chicken, but then giving up. Awww!:)

[leela-cat.livejournal.com]

Introducing new cats in a house without space to do it according to the "rules" is always such a shot in the dark. We have two cats (one of whom is coincidentally named Monster) who still haven't quite found detente, never mind peace with each other.

Good luck with the next visit.

[silentauror.livejournal.com]

Thanks, you!! I have been epically bad at reading my flist in the last (cough) three years (eep!) or so, but I'm glad I caught this, yay! :) I don't know what this next year is going to look like, but I'm hoping that things fall into place! I think they will, somehow. :)