Flock O' Fuzzies

This morning's feeding went a little weird. Usually I just have to deal with the eight kitties, meowing like they're starving worse than any other kitty on the planet, but this morning things got downright ugly.

Ayla, the eldest, usually sits by the door waiting for me to pick her up to put her on the counter when her food is ready. The other cats have pretty much learned to leave her alone for the sake of their own safety (she's got a wicked right hook). However, this morning Fizzy went up to her and started whapping her for no reason whatsoever. I just sat there in shock while Ayla hissed away and started whapping back. Finally I snapped out of it, grabbed the squirt bottle and doused Fizzy.

I went back to getting their food ready when I started hearing Ayla hissing again. This time it was Bailey whapping at her. What was going on with these guys? Bailey never gives Alya any problems but this morning she was just beating the tar out of Ayla. I yelled and gave her a good squirt as well.

When I turned around to put down the food, it was Fizzy and Bailey whapping at each other. Now I don't have a problem with that 'cause they can both stand up for themselves and I let them whap at each other. With Ayla, though, she's old and not in the greatest of health. They should've known better.

Now normally, it's Kukai who gives Ayla the hard time. I think a lot of it has to do with his Napoleon complex and the fact that Ayla can't seriously beat him up any more. He can be a little s**t when he comes to going after Ayla and most of the time he comes away from those battles drenched from the squirt bottle. You would think after eight years he would've learned to leave her alone. Oh well.