In the classic science fiction show, a space-going, hive-minded 'race' headed toward earth to assimilate humanity. Our intrepid Enterprise crew intercepted but found their usual weaponry failing, as these adaptive cyborgs managed to defeat increasing phaser impulse levels. The story made for an excellent cliffhanger ending one season and opening the next.
Cats tend to adapt in a similar way. Treating wily Jezzy requires constant varying approaches. This morning I put down her food as usual, then snapped her up and whisked her to the couch before she ate. I'll probably regret that tomorrow. ~sigh~ We shall see. I have to say she's very sweet, never biting and only scratching me by accident during escape attempts.
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| Imagine this sweet, sleepy kitty leading me on a stop-and-go chase around the house. |
Is Jeze-boo-bunny-bear-borg too much? Should I drop the 'bear'? And why, do you suppose, is she easier to nab in the evenings?
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I remember those medication times. Painful at times. It was always a two person job. They can be ever so strong when they don't want you to do something.
ReplyDeleteI think you should call your baby whatever you want to. Adorable.
Have a fabulous day and week, Darla. Big hug. ♥
~hugs~
DeleteWhen Chuck was first diagnosed with a bad heart, giving him his meds was a nasty experience. Once The Hubby realized he could sneak up on Chuck while he was sleeping, then pop that stuff down his gullet (Chuck's, not The Hubby's...) life became much easier. It's a matter of learning what the cat tells you they can handle, which is really hard for an OCD person like me: "it's 8:30 am, must give meds!!!!", when the cat will gladly take them at 2:45 pm. As for the nickname, if it makes you happy, then it can be as long and as complicated as you'd like; the cat isn't listening anyhow... ;-)
ReplyDeleteYou're such good caretakers. :) Thanks for the kind words and giggles.
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ReplyDelete"Resistance is futile."
ReplyDeleteYes! :)
DeleteShe won't be easier to grab in the evenings for very long, I imagine. I'm fond of calling furred creatures "fuzzy britches".
ReplyDeleteI fear you are correct. And I like that name. :)
DeletePoor kitty. I hope she feels better. We love Star Trek :)
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DeleteOh gosh, I hate medicating my cats. Shady is the worst, and seems to sense when I have medication hidden in my hand and begins this mournful howling that probably makes neighbors or anyone within a mile think she is being horrifically murdered.
ReplyDeleteI feel for you. ~hugs~
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