Mummy and daddy have been very, very bad, they forgot Millie and Angelin’s 1st adoptaversary! Can you believe it, no pawty, no presents, no special dinners, nothing! They said they remembered but they were a month out! A month! Not a day or a week, a FULL month! Shocking isn’t it?
I remember when the ‘intruders’ arrived, it seems like it was only yesterday, I didn’t like it much and I was ready to pack my bags and leave but I’m glad I stuck it out. It’s taken me a while to learn to share mummy and daddy with my little sisters but now I’ve got to know them I kinda quite like them. Now I’ve got used to Millies manic zoomies and Angelin’s street fighting technique I know how to play with them use their differences to my advantage. I love Peppar but he’s getting older and I worry I might hurt him if I play too rough so it’s quite fun to have two sisters that I can rough and tumble with and run around after, I’ve even started to let Millie chase me which I’ve never liked before but I can jump up onto the scratching posts to get away from her as she’s not as good as jumping and climbing as me. I feel like I can let go a bit now and have some fun, it might have taken a while but now we’re all truly a family.
So as mummy and daddy hadn’t organised anything as a celebration it was my job as the Queen to organise something, so we got together and decided we’d make our own fun. As you all know cats love boxes so we hijacked one that mummy and daddy had lying around and made our own party time. Angelin and I took turns hiding in the box and Millie thought it would be fun to attack us from the outside and when that didn’t make me come out she jumped on top, I felt like the box was caving in and I might get squished. Her paw steps sounded so loud, a bit like the heavy rain mummy and I sometime take cover from when we’re on walkies. Luckily the box held up to our rather excited play so we just carried on, taking turns in the box and on the box. We had a great time and Angelin had so much fun she got really excited and her punk ridge came up.
Families are complicated things and not always easy to figure out, it’s taken us a while and as with all families we have our arguments and disagreements. At least one though I know that if I fall out with one of my sisfurs there’s another one to play with and run around after and if things get really bad then Peppars always there for me to snuggle with. We never fall out for long though, the wiggle of a toy or the throw of a ball and we’re all back playing together again.
As time has gone on I’ve realised that Millie and Angelin aren’t here to replace me, they’re here to to help me. I can be quite uptight and playing helps me get rid of all my pent up energy and anxiety. When they first arrived they would both try to play with my toys when I was playing with them and so I’d get upset and walk away. Now though we take turns in playing and share our toys and playtime, this means I can have some playtime on my own and then join in with everybody else too. I get to have the best of both worlds.
Since we’ve all got to know each other better and understand each other a bit more we have started to gel as a family and begun to bond and form friendships. I don’t feel so much pressure now being the Queen and I’ve learnt that I can (with Peppars help and support) not only lead the clowder but I can have fun, relax and let my fur down once in a while too. With my two sisters around playing all the time I can’t help but join in with them and I feel the happiest and most relaxed I’ve felt for a long time. I can be a young cat again.
I guess having sisters isn’t so bad after all.
Jenny’s Story 