Well this week hasn’t been great, the intruders that are living in my old room haven’t gone away. This this is despite me growling and hissing and yelling at them – they still won’t go away.
After they arrived mummy spent two days at home with us all, I think she was trying to help make me like them but I still don’t really. All the hissing, growling and yeowling is just my way of telling mummy and daddy that I’m scared, I feel threatened and I feel like my home is being invaded.
The bigger one of the two new ones (Milly) is very energetic she comes running towards me, for a blind cat this is very scary as I don’t know what she is going to do coz I can’t se her. For a street cat anything that rushes towards you is something that is going to harm or hurt you and so you need to be ready to defend yourself and warn it off. When she runs towards me all I can sense is the noise, I can’t tell if she’s a little pussycat or a big giant lion coming to get me and she comes with such speed it’s scary, she’s also very noisy, meowing and meowing all the time, also I know there’s two of them and only one of me to protect mummy and daddy and Peppar. Pepper doesn’t seem too bothered with the new little ones so when I got really anxious I went to join him on the sofa for some brotherly support. He gave me a good wash and a cuddle just like a good big brother should, after that I felt much better. He’s such a sweet big brother and I love him loads.
Mummy and daddy only let the little furry intruders out when they’re at home and sometimes they’re not even allowed into the same room as me and Peppar. I can still smell them and hear them but from a distance so I know they can’t get to me. At night when they are safely locked away in my old room and I’ve got the flat back to myself I go and listen outside the door and hear what they’re saying about me and Peppar and listen to what they’re doing. They say that they like their new home and that they’re looking forward to staying here forever and being friends with Peppar and I. I then go a snuggle on mummy and daddy’s bed for comfort during the night, Peppar is normally there as well on mummy’s pillow keeping her head warm and making sure she is safe. Daddy moves around too much for us to snuggle him as close as mummy but we look after him too.
When mummy and daddy let them out into the same room as me and Peppar for the first few days I set up camp on the tallest scratching post, they won’t be able to find me up here. From way up there at the back of the living room where I can listen to them and if they come near me then I can growl to make them go away. They haven’t yet attacked me so my cunning plan must be working.
Gradually though as the week has gone on and as they haven’t attacked me I have managed to drop down a level at a time and even sometimes be on the floor with them. As I walk around where they are we occasionally meet so I give them a growl and a hiss to let them know who’s the boss (just in case you’re in any doubt I am the boss by the way). Sometimes I try to give them a swat with my paw but being blind I’m not very accurate so they should count themselves lucky..
I know mummy and daddy would never let anything hurt me but if I’m scared I need to tell them. Shouting is the only way I can let them know how I feel and I think they’re starting to understand. If I get upset or scared then either mummy or daddy will talk to me to calm me down, they’ll give me a stroke and sometimes if I’m in the mood play with me. Mostly though they jus tell me it’ll be ok and nothing is going to hurt me. As soon as I hear their voice I feel better and know I’m safe. The new little ones haven’t tried to hurt me yet but I’m just not sure what they are yet but bit by bit I’m sure we will get there.
Every day mummy still takes me out for walkies so I have her all to myself, when I go out I run and run and run and I climb the trees and I meet my boyfriend, I can forget all about the intruders in the flat for a while. This week though during walkies I’ve met my doggie friend Boris. Boris is a bit like Millie he is very bouncy bouncy and enthusiastic and he comes rushing up to meet me, woofing at me. When he does this I hunker down, growl and hiss at him just to show him that I’m not to be messed with even if I am just a teeny kitty. I did try to give him a tap on the nose but being blind I didn’t quite hit the mark but he knew what I meant and backed off to lollop off somewhere else – silly doggy! He might be a dog but he’s my friend, he is enthusiastic and bouncy but he would never hurt me plus mummy’s there to protect me and Boris is mummy is there to help him to. I think Boris makes all that noise because he’s embarrassed because his mummy makes him wear a luminous orange onesie whilst he’s out playing 🙀.
After walkies though I have to go back home and then I remember the new kittens that are in there. Over the last week though whilst I have been getting really scared, when I’m on my own and a bit calmer I have been thinking…If mummy and daddy brought these little kittens into the flat then I will try and get along with them. I love my mummy and daddy and know that they would never bring anything into the flat would hurt me so I must try really, really hard to try to not be scared of them
I wonder if this is how Mia felt when Peppar and then later, I came into the family, although she was a bit older when we arrived than I am now. I’m sure everything will be fine, with mummy and daddy’s love 💕- I just need some time to take it all in and adjust to my new family.
Jenny’s Story 