Needing a rant here, I think my behaviour is the problem and not the cats! LOL I had the second lot of surgery on my knee last week, and my mother moved in with me to help out while I couldn't walk and was cross eyed on morphine. She left yesterday. This morning I went downstairs to feed the cats and she's TOTALLY rearranged the kitchen, which includes rearranging the cats! Their food bowls have been moved to a different area. Vicket, who as my alpha alpha has to eat up on the work top so that she gets fed first and doesn't bully the others, has completely freaked at the change and won't eat from her dish as she's too worried what the others has, so this morning she defended all four bowls and wouldn't let any of the others eat. Breakfast took place amidst her spitting, swearing and telling off the other three who went and hid en masse under the table. My mother also decided we didn't need nearly so many litter trays, got rid of most of them and changed litter type- thank goodness the cats have all been stars and taken that change in their stride without accident! She also put all the cat litter and cat food out in the shed as she felt it was cluttering up the kitchen.... so this morning with four hungry moggies shouting at me that it was breakfast time and they were starved, I had to go out into the garden on crutches, get into the shed and then try to figure out how to get myself AND a ten pound bag of cat litter back to the kitchen! Meanwhile, because I move so slowly on crutches, ALL the cats escaped into the garden which STILL isn't catproof because the catproof fencing firm have all their workers off sick. I can't catch the boys once they get out into the garden, which naturally they're dying to do, so I spent the next half hour coaxing them one at a time back into the house with the aid of cat treats. I'm about ready to be readmitted into hospital for a rest!! I'm also going to have to work out how to calm the eating situation down so that the raggies are actually allowed to get to their food. Grrr!!
I love my mother dearly, I really do, BUT.......
