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March 17, 2006
Cat Therapy
When we merged households, Irving and Olive stopped cuddling with me. Part nervousness (Olga watch) and part punishment, this act hit me hard. Both cats had been lap fiends in Park Slope and to have them reject my cuddles was absolutely awful. Instead of joining us for Family Guy on Sunday nights, Irving would walk around the apartment in circles crying. Olive hid on top of the file cabinet, burrowed in a box.
Last week I took it upon myself to institute some cat therapy. Working on the theory that both Trancho cats hated the living room, (Olga watch), I decided to lie on the dining room floor and wait. The experiment worked. Within five minutes, Irving had migrated over to my chest. Ten minutes later, Olive was sitting on my legs, getting her head groomed by her brother. As a result of the floor bonding, Irving will now sit on the living room couch with me on occasion. His sister is still working out her issues.
In order to foster this cuddling behavior, I find myself lying on my back on our nasty kitchen rug every evening for at least twenty minutes while Irving and Olive purr and preen. It is a small price to pay for cat harmony and some nights, when it is clear, I can watch the stars. On others, I get this general view.
Posted by callalillie at March 17, 2006 2:06 AM | Feline Musings , The Littlest Feline
mortimer was having some issues when meeting another cat recently.
Posted by: tien at March 17, 2006 8:02 AM
What did you do with Olive's neck?
Posted by: ccs178 (Chris) at March 17, 2006 10:17 AM
She's wearing her winter coat. Plus, this is not a flattering angle for her.
Posted by: corie at March 17, 2006 10:25 AM
I have to do the same thing, as Cleo the cat refuses to sit on my lap while on Dog Watch.
Posted by: lesterhead at March 17, 2006 1:51 PM
That's so sweet of you, particularly since it's a nasty rug (although it looks quite nice). It made me tear up just a bit. I'm so glad you're finding a way to reconnect with the four-footers.
Posted by: not-that-Andrea at March 17, 2006 3:42 PM
Hahahahaha... it's hilarious, but creepy. "Once she died, apparently from a seizure, the somewhat... 'large' cats were hungry very fast. It's not pretty, but we found a pictre that looks like it was taken by one of the cats."
Posted by: smallerdemon at March 18, 2006 11:51 AM
Cool shirt! Does it say FOREVER under RAMONA? =)
Posted by: ellie at March 22, 2006 10:31 PM
actually, it says "ramona quimby" and on the back it says "age 8."
:P
Posted by: corie at March 22, 2006 10:37 PM
