right now the only problem with the cat is the attitude i get from her when i have to give her pill twice a day. i have to hold her down and wrestle her mouth open and insert pill with minimal drama. the first time i attempted it, the cat spat the pill out three different times before i was finally able to get it down her yaw. now, 4 or 5 pills in, i am able to get it in with minimum effort. of course the cat still runs away completely miffed that i've dared to open her mouth and violate her. oh the guilt that pours forth when this happens!! i let her go off to sulk and after about 1/2 hr she's better and i'm forgiven.
so right now she's on my lap as i awkwardly type. occasionally i'll get a claw to the inner thigh as she readjusts her position on my lap. the sid of old would never have condescended to sit on my lap for any length of time, so i still find this personality flip quite peculiar, but at the same time i'm not going to curse it by complaining.
i feel like i have been given back time, so i'm doing my best to enjoy both cats and take pictures and give hugs and kisses, even when it's met with disdain.
you never know how much time you have left.
so for now i'll endure the occasional claw to the thigh, the drool that drops as they purr, and the scorn of a turned back. i have my cats. i'm happy.
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