She won’t leave me the fuck alone. I love her but today she has been super sooky and desperate for attention. Like coming in and out of the office every 10-15 minutes to meow, paw at me or suddenly jump on my shoulders while I’m in the chair. Strange as hell considering 2 weeks ago she just didn’t jump up on me at all. No idea what changed. I don’t mind the walking on me but I’d like 5 minutes of peace.
My two 8 month old, not-quite-kittens anymore have been tag teaming each other going into heat. We have had almost non stop yowling now. We need to wait 2 more weeks for their appointment. It’s a good thing I have earplugs, or would not sleep too well.
Other news, we made them a climbing wall with lots of activities, and they love it. We decided to keep them indoors. I have never done this before, felt pretty bad about it, but they don’t seem to mind too much, and we are determined to keep them from getting too boired.
Well, our 2 and a half are doing well. Volunteer hen is freely expressing her opinions about the speed with which treats arrive.
The rooster is still dumb as rocks, but still my buddy.
The true pet hen has found a new friend.
My kid got a stuffed chicken with little chicks that can be zipped into cloth eggs, which can be taken out of, or shoved up the plush hen’s rear. Adorable.
Well a few days ago, my kid comes into the living room with the plushie. The real hen had not encountered it before.
Well, our glorious little sassosaur starts trilling and purring, and paying allll kinds of attention to this new “hen” in the house. Now, this hen and my kid have a rather dubious agreement going on where the hen will peck the kid until the kid does what the bird wants. Obviously, this is like negotiating with captain Pike in his beep-beep chair, only with more pecks and squawking.
After a few minutes of happy chicken noises, this hen waggles her tail, gets riiiight up on both the kid and the plush hen and settles in for a nap while doing those sweet little trills that hens do when they’re with their flock. Which, the apex predator normally does while snuggling with me, but the kid is too fidgety for that normally. But stuffed hen bridged that gap.
Since then, when she comes in for the evening, she starts looking around for her new buddy, and will peck the kid’s feet until she goes and gets the plush.
However! This newfound friendship does not extend to the little butt chicks. When those are present, no pecks are spared. They either go right back up their mom’s butt, or out of sight otherwise.
The 6 of them are good. The pup who’s terrified of storms and even freaks out the day before they start, began taking his sister’s trazadone at night and that’s helped everyone to sleep better. The cat who potties on the floor, even though she has access 5 litter boxes, has shown no regard for the anti-spray spray and continues to potty on the dining room floor daily. I’m torn on whether putting a weewee pad there is the right things to do it not - it usually makes daily cleanup easier, but does it teach her that it’s ok to go there? My son is staying with us for a couple of months and he has 2 incredibly sweet lovey kitties, so our total is now 8! Three original (bio?), three inherited, 2 visiting.
