It wasn't enough, that in the space of two weeks Queen Eva:
~Lost two teeth, but they didn't fall cleanly out and caused bleeding, and tooth grinding, an evening call to the on call vet and many gray hairs for me
~hurt her back and had to go to the vet, and be treated with kid gloves for a few days
~ate foam rubber, gave me a heart attack, plus the poison control hotline fee, and three days of poop monitoring with the worry not ending until the 72 hours was completely over
As I said, all in two weeks. Other than those, she's been pretty calm as far as kittens go. None of that wild craziness I read about so often in forums.
I always figured it was because she gets so much attention and Game time between the three big cats who dote on her, and me.
But now I'm wondering if she was just saving it up and the REAL havvok rekkin Queen Eva is now coming out.
Take this morning:
Queen Eva Wild Woman
It's a wonder she wasn't killed, the way she was tearing around. I kept hearing crashes, and hurrying to check and there she would be lying on the floor staring up at me with a.... "What? I didn't do it!" look.
She was so wound up, this is what happened when I tried to give her her first meal of the day (she gets fed an extra meal, an hour before everyone else):
I had her food all ready and put it down and called to her. She tore over to my desk chair where she eats her extra meals. As she jumped up onto the chair she pulled on the towel, and fell back, pulling the towel and the dish of food on top of her. She landed in a box, and so did the food.
As I scooped the food out of the box (that was pretty lucky, eh?) she did a few laps around the house. I called her back, but this time, just as she jumped into the chair, I was putting down the dish and it bonked her on the head.
Well, my goodness! She gave me this LOOK, you know the "how could you" look, and off she went again. Now she decided this dish of food was the Enemy and she was having none of it.
I tried to catch her to show her it was good food and harmless, but she kept giving me those "are you kidding me?" looks and tearing off again.
I did finally get her to eat, by catching her at a Rest Stop and slipping the dish under her nose when she was looking the other way. Since she likes to eat lying down anyway, this worked, she slurped it up, and then was off again.
It was quite a morning, geesh!
She's sleeping the deep restful sleep of the innocent now. Resting up to torture me some more when I come home from work tonight, no doubt.
~Lost two teeth, but they didn't fall cleanly out and caused bleeding, and tooth grinding, an evening call to the on call vet and many gray hairs for me
~hurt her back and had to go to the vet, and be treated with kid gloves for a few days
~ate foam rubber, gave me a heart attack, plus the poison control hotline fee, and three days of poop monitoring with the worry not ending until the 72 hours was completely over
As I said, all in two weeks. Other than those, she's been pretty calm as far as kittens go. None of that wild craziness I read about so often in forums.
I always figured it was because she gets so much attention and Game time between the three big cats who dote on her, and me.
But now I'm wondering if she was just saving it up and the REAL havvok rekkin Queen Eva is now coming out.
Take this morning:
Queen Eva Wild Woman
It's a wonder she wasn't killed, the way she was tearing around. I kept hearing crashes, and hurrying to check and there she would be lying on the floor staring up at me with a.... "What? I didn't do it!" look.
She was so wound up, this is what happened when I tried to give her her first meal of the day (she gets fed an extra meal, an hour before everyone else):
I had her food all ready and put it down and called to her. She tore over to my desk chair where she eats her extra meals. As she jumped up onto the chair she pulled on the towel, and fell back, pulling the towel and the dish of food on top of her. She landed in a box, and so did the food.
As I scooped the food out of the box (that was pretty lucky, eh?) she did a few laps around the house. I called her back, but this time, just as she jumped into the chair, I was putting down the dish and it bonked her on the head.
Well, my goodness! She gave me this LOOK, you know the "how could you" look, and off she went again. Now she decided this dish of food was the Enemy and she was having none of it.
I tried to catch her to show her it was good food and harmless, but she kept giving me those "are you kidding me?" looks and tearing off again.
I did finally get her to eat, by catching her at a Rest Stop and slipping the dish under her nose when she was looking the other way. Since she likes to eat lying down anyway, this worked, she slurped it up, and then was off again.
It was quite a morning, geesh!
She's sleeping the deep restful sleep of the innocent now. Resting up to torture me some more when I come home from work tonight, no doubt.
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