Well, I was going to write about something completely different this week but that’ll have to wait now as something happened yesterday that has changed my life again. There are intruders in my house, I don’t know what to do with them and they seem to be living in my room!
On Friday night, whilst daddy was playing his music mummy was sorting out things in the spare bedroom, this was fun coz I could help mummy as I always do. I’m not sure she appreciated my help though as she kept saying, Jenny, get off that box or Jenny mind out, you’re in the way! Mummy didn’t realise that she was just doing it all wrong and that as supervisor she should be listening to me and doing it my way not hers! Still it was good fun helping out and spending time with mummy.
Then, yesterday morning mummy got up really early. This was odd as mummy and daddy never get up early at the weekends (Peppar wasn’t complaining as he got an early breakfast), mummy took some food and water into the spare room, I was wondering why she was doing this as it seems a bit strange. Maybe mummy and daddy are doing something in the house that’s noisy as sometimes when they do noisy stuff they put me and Peppar in a room away from the noise so we don’t get scared. I don’t mind this as we’re together and the spare room is where I first stayed when I arrived at mummy and daddy’s from Cyprus. It’s also where I go to sleep when I want some peace and quiet even though I have the run of the flat the spare room is really. my room! Then mummy shut the door so Peppar and I couldn’t go in, this was a bit odd but maybe the noisy stuff is starting later, I didn’t think anything of it.
A little while later the phone rang and mummy got really excited, she left the flat and then a while later came back in with a big carrier, it smelt of cats and it sounded like cats. She went straight into the spare bedroom, stayed there for a bit and then went back out of the flat again with the big carrier. Whilst she was out Peppar and I had a good listen and sniff at the door. We could definitely smell more than one cat and they both smelt like girls. I recognised the smell on them, it was the same smell that I had when I travelled all the way from Cyprus. Peppar also thought there was more than one from the smell although he didn’t get a good look into what mummy was carrying.
When mummy came back in she told me and Peppar that we now had two new little sisters. Like me they are both from Cyprus, mummy said that there was a little tiny kitten called Angelin who is only 4.5 months old and she is like me, completely blind. There is also an older girl, 16 months old called Millie who is a tripaws 🐾 and missing one of her back legs. Mummy said that as I have so much energy and Peppar is getting older that her and daddy thought I might like a playmate (or two) to chase round the flat and run around with.
Mummy says I need to be a very grown up girl as I am now the queen of the group and have a lot of responsibility. The thing is though is that mummy is my best friend and I don’t want to share her. Peppar is ok as he lets me spend lots of time with her but I’m not sure about the two new kittens, they smell funny and they’re in my room but everyone knows how cute kittens are. Every so often mummy and daddy let them out of my old room to wander around the flat. Peppar seems ok with them but I’m not so sure, maybe they’re here to steal mummy and daddy away from me, maybe they’re going to replace me, I’m worried. I’m not sure about having two more sisters. I know I should think of how I felt when I first arrived as the new kittens will be feeling the same.
I know I like other cats but I normally meet them outside or I was introduced to them when they were already part of a group and I was the newcomer, it’s never been the other way around with them coming into my flat. I’m not really sure what to do our how I should behave. I know I should defend my territory and I also need to make sure they know that I’m the queen and to respect Peppar too so I hiss and growl at them just to make sure they know not to mess with us, they’re still here though. Peppar seems to think they’re ok but he’s been through this before with me joining the family and I think he’s a bit more chilled out than I am, he’s older and been here longer.
I know mummy still loves me as we’ve still been going out for our walkies and climbing trees even though it’s been raining plus her and daddy have still been playing fetch with me and giving me strokes and cuddles to make sure I’m ok. I think I’ll be ok but just need some time to adjust, it’s a lot to take in but I do love other kitties and I really do like the idea of being a big sister, especially to Angelin. She is so young and has so much to learn, mummy says she was much younger than me when she lost her family so needs me to teach her the things a mummy cat would teach. I’m sure I can teach her a lot I just need to get to know her first which will take a bit of time and patience.
Hopefully soon we can be one big happy perfectly imperfect family.
Jenny’s Story 