Cute when they’re sleeping

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My kittens have reached that fractious teenage stage.

They no longer bounce around destroying things by accident. They do it on purpose. They challenge authority.

They have to get my attention, to annoy, push the boundaries, draw me away from work.


This is what I get for working at home. Swear to god, with my first million, I’m renting an office in the building next door. Or putting a soundproof door to the one I work in now.

Right now TT is lying on my shins, more or less sleeping, content.

so that’s where that thumbtack came from!

Buddy is ramping around the room, getting into things, scratching under doors, pretending to sharpen his claws on the furniture, making charming little chirruping noises in the hope of attracting his sister to The Game, whatever the game at is this moment.

Is that a thumbtack I hear him playing with on the hardwood floor? Am I going to find it with my bare foot when I get up?

Whoops, there goes TT now.

Now I know how right I was not to give birth. If these were children, I’d be facing a stone-faced caseworker from DCFS at this moment. If I wasn’t in prison for infanticide.

knock it off!

I keep telling myself I should treasure these months.

All too soon they’ll stop playing. They will become stodgy middle-aged cats, too much like me, soggy around the midsection, interested only in eating, sleeping, and a little mild personal attention.

I should be taking advantage of their pliability window. Get ‘em used to taking pills and having the tips of their claws clipped. Take them for gratuitous rides in the car so they won’t freak out when they see the cat carrier. Introduce them to well-mannered dogs or infants, in case one visits the house later on, when their views on such things are fixed. Buy them a pet mouse, so that when the inevitable one-mouse-per-year invades my basement they know what to do about it. Teach them to mind me.

so peaceful when they're sleepingAt long last, I’m in perfect sympathy with those supermoms who fret that they should have been speaking French through a cardboard tube pushed up against their baby bumps, because the kids will never get into college if you don’t start early.

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Cute when they’re sleeping — 14 Comments

  1. Aww. You’re quite right, that is the cutest pic. And I hope you survive the rest of it… (Me, I have never had kittens; always mature rescue cats. Who are, frankly, trouble enough. M’wife keeps promising me kittens in the next generation; I suspect her of plotting against me…)

    • Does she have a day job, Chaz? It’s the work-at-home parent who is driven craziest. Speaking for myself.

  2. But they are SO CUTE! Ours was 6 months when we got her, so we never had real small kitten behaviour, but even at 5 years she is a handful.

    • Tell you a secret, Sherwood–this is an old picture. Back when they were smaller. Their new pix (coming soon) show that Buddy is twice TT’s size now. She doesn’t seem to plan to grow any more. Still kitten sized. He on the other hand seems to be aiming for bobcat.

  3. And you should be doing more. If you want to take your cat in a backpack (there was an Internet meme running around yesterday) start training now! A motorcycle, a sailboat, a Segway, a helicopter? Now’s your moment! Certainly you should be using grooming tools, practicing pilling (use a cat treat) and clipping claws, so they get used to things that will probably be necessary later in life.

    • I think if I put them in a backpack they’d claw furrows in my skull to jump out. And get run over. They’ve always been too squirrelly for that. Stodgy cats like to take rides.

  4. Aw, but look at them! All cuddled up…

    We have one like that right now too. His favourite attention-grabbing technique is to shred the plants until one of us chases him. Then the game is on. Parcourse, anyone?!

    We sometimes think we should get him another little buddy to play with, but I don’t think our cramped accommodations could handle it. Plus, we’re his littermates now.

    The most spoiled, doted-upon kitty ever…

    • We’ve always had two littermates. We’re on our third set of cats now. The idea is that when we go off to a conference for a few days, they have each other–and maaaaybe don’t destroy the house in a fit of loneliness or pique.

      • I got two littermates. Now they are adult cats they refuse to play with each other. In fact they are often not on speaking terms at all. The third cat, an unrelated Scottish Fold, actually gets on better with one of them.

  5. My two late middle-aged boycats are both still fairly playful, and all too often destructive. You do not want to see the state of the stair carpet, which is, apparently, the best scratching post ever.
    We also get toys put in bed with us, in the small hours.

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