These past few weeks have been really hard on me. If you go to my main blog you can read all about it. One thing I do want to say is that I have the best kitties in the world. Even though I haven't been home much, the minute I do come home they still flock to me and meow out "MOMMY!!!" It's also comforting to know that if I'm feeling down or stressed out they'll either cuddle around me to make me feel better or do something completely nuts to make me laugh.
Surprisingly, Ayla has been nice during this whole period. No undo thwapping of Kukai or hissing at the Doofi. She's been hanging out in the laundry basket most of the day and then sleeps on my pillow at night. It's amazing how much her purring helps me sleep.
Kukai is finally getting over a nasty eye infection. I had to bring him to the vet a couple of weeks ago to take care of it. Now that the meds are over, he's back into the little vocal love bug that he normally is. It's amazing how much noise comes out of such a little cat.
Bomber has also become vocal. He has really started demanding pets when we're going to sleep at night. Not that I mind 'cause he is my comfort cat. I love falling asleep with my arm around him.
Bailey has been unusually cuddly. It's hard to imagine an 18lb Maine Coon wanting to curl up in my face but she does it. Luckily she's learned over the years how to not suffocate me. When I go to bed at night, she curls up between our pillows and lays her head against mine, most of the time cheek to cheek. It is very adorable.
If there was one cat whose presence is the most appreciated, it is Phoebe. This cat just extrudes pure happiness. All she wants to do is love and be loved. I come home at night and she's right there, reaching up for me to pick her up. Then she showers me with kisses and purrs. If that isn't a good stress reliever, I don't know what is. :)
Where Phoebe is mellow, Fizzy is a complete spaz. She is one of the ones who has made these past few weeks bareable through laughter. She gets these big eyes and her whole body starts twitching before she starts running like a maniac throughout the place. It's that look in her eyes that gets me every time.
The Doofi have also been major clowns. Loki is a big, dumb, loveable mush, while Monkee is too smart for his own good. I mean, how many cats do you know of that can open up the plastic containers where the food is kept? Those two are just huge troublemakers but I love them so much. :)