When you have to share your duvet

I knew I would be curtailed today, that was a given. Although to be honest it is more over tiredness rather than pain I woke up early enough to wave my two tom cats off to the vets for the cruelest cut of all, that was quickly followed by a return to the land of nod.

My day really started about 1pm just in time to phone the vets for a progress report, to be told that my felines were more awake than their owner apparently and would I like to send the rescue committee to the vets surgery to save them from the newly developed choir they had there. So instead of doing the sensible thing and sending mum and husband to save the ears of the surgery. I opted to go with mum, mainly because I know those two and it takes a firm hand and plenty of layers of clothing to persuade those two to do anything when they are in one of those moods. Surprisingly when we arrive they were fairing far better than myself. For once I was up and on the move I found where the pain from yesterday was hiding. Two non tom cats firmly in baskets and loaded into car silence befell the area, only to be broken by my vocalisation of pain as I crawled back into the car.

So now finally home, we have all been fed and watered and strongly advised to return to our duvets. At present one has, one is thinking about it and one has made it his mission to emotionally black mail his daddy for the days activities. But that is usual little Cheyenne is the real fighter of the family he is one of three of my cats who have successfully survived a car incident, and even with his one lame leg he doesn't let it stop him doing anything or creating more mischief than most of the house hold put together. Eventually he will tire himself out and begrundlingy go to bed somewwhere totally unsuitable.Normally either the basket of clean washing or the bathroom shelves.But thats cats for you, totally independant and entirely arogant about their self worth. That said its the relisance of these creatures that astounds me.

Like I said Cheyenne is one of three who are survivers of car incidents, but each one of the six have had their scrapes. The eldest Garfield was 5 when he came to us having been rejected from 5 different homes prior to us. after 4 weeks of nighttime activity only he finally found his paws and gain confidence by the day. Until last year when he gained a mystery virus, it was touch and go for a week but he fought through and now we take orders from him regualrly. Jaffa, well if ever there was a cat who was never a kitten that would be Jaffa, he has been grown up since I met him at 6 weeks, until he went in the wrong house and tried to run through a pane glass window. The window won and since then he has a mild form of seizures from the injury. Branston is the cat who should never lived,  he was born not breathing and was given mouth to mouth which gave him life. Unfortunatly he is always prone to coughes and sneezes, and generally he is the sickly one. Apache his sister well she competes with Cheyenne on use of their 9 Lives, her netering didn't go smoothly, and she took time to heal, then she got smashed into by a speeding moron in the middle of the night. Not only did she make her way home through a fly light and climb up stairs to her litter tray. She managed to survive an operation to repair the damage with odds 75% against her. She also had the mystery bug last year to the same level as Garfield and then a mystery lump which required surgery. That leaves Phoenix, another car crunch victim which only caused a kink in his tail unlike Apache who lost most of hers. Appart from that he is the more robust of the group but also the athlete, and the mummies boy. Now that sounds like a list of misfits ( and I am not listing the two mutts), but imagine that list as a human family. How many of us humans would have continued as per normal post any of those truamas? Thats why I have such respect for these animals, they dont stop fighting what ever is thrown at them.

Anyway I am still tired and rapidly losing duvet rights in my own bed. These animals may be incrediable fighters, but they are also sneaky and when it comes to duvet rights they are faster.