Miss. Blue, one of our four kitties, needs meds twice a day. My husband usually does it; however, he is out of town this weekend, so the duty falls to me.
Because Blue has special needs, she has her own room from the other kitties. She has everything a girl could want – food, drink, a heated bed, an exercise area, a bathroom, soothing music, and a kitty night light when she goes to bed.
Blue is also a scaredy cat. Even though my husband has been a loving daddy for almost 14 years, Blue is still skittish and afraid of being picked up. When I moved in, she did not come near me until I started feeding her.
I tried to butter her up tonight by opening the door and greeting her warmly. Blue saw right through my ruse and went on high alert. As soon as I got close, the chase was on. We also store stuff in that room, so she squeezed her body into every nook and cranny she could find. It is amazing how cats can go from solid to liquid in the blink of an eye! I kept shoving stuff out of the way so she would be forced into the open. It didn't matter because she is really spry for 14 years old and lightning fast.
I had a towel I hoped to wrap around her so she would not scratch me. That made her even more scared. I put the towel aside, pried her Velcro claws off the floor, and picked her up. She thanked me by slitting my wrist, my finger, and my arm. She leaped out of my arms and ran to her cat door, pushing on it so hard that she shoved her way through it even though it was barricaded on the other side to hold it shut.
I took a few moments to collect myself and straighten up the mess I made in her room. I walked out of her room, truly defeated, and there she was – sitting like a boss.
I trudged upstairs to the bathroom to clean and disinfect my wounds. When I returned to the living room, Blue was there again, like the queen of her domain, regally staring at me. I walked over and flopped on the sofa to continue watching a movie. After a couple minutes, Miss. Blue hopped up next to me and demanded pets.
We both live to fight another day. No pills were hurt or given in the making of this story.
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