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Cat Fight
I was awoken one morning a few weeks ago at oh-dark-thirty by a cat fight. Two of my cats had taken a powerful dislike to one another, and were expressing it physically. They started in my bedroom. There was hissing, yowling, growling, and chasing each other around the room. This included leaping upon and tearing across my bed.

"Get outta here," I yelled at them groggily. They roared down the stairs, the angry thumping of cat paws echoing in the stairwell. I tried to go back to sleep.

Unfortunately, the battle raged on downstairs. Just when it would quiet down to low angry growls, and I'd start to hope I could sleep again, it would resume. An angry yowl, hissing, the sound of a cat yelling, then the thump-thump-thump-thump as they chased each other into another room.

Finally fed up, feeling exhausted with my sleep thoroughly interrupted, I climbed out of bed. I grabbed a pillow, and stormed downstairs. Mouse was crouched under the piano bench, fur standing up, her eyes narrowed at Robin, who stood in the middle of the room glaring down at her defiantly. There was soft growling.

I strode angrily in the room. "You guys need to cut it out!", I yelled at them. I swung the pillow and biffed Robin's backside. The staring contest broken, he skittered sideways and looked at me in surprise.

"You should know better," I told him. I pointed my right index finger at him sternly. "You need to be kinder." I jabbed my finger at the air for emphasis.

"And you," I said turning to Mouse. "You need to learn not to just freak out about everything."

My lecture through, I dragged myself wearily but self-righteously back up the stairs. I sure told them! There were hours before I had to get up, but unfortunately I never really did fall back asleep. Darn cats!


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From: writerwench Date: January 7th, 2009 10:31 am (UTC) (Link)
This is a near-daily occurrence at Oldhome - fluffy brainless Birman lies in wait behind the sofa for very much larger neurotic female mog, they spat and scrap and snarl, she pees in corners with fear, he swaggers around, spits up a hairball in triumph, and they spend their nights playing trampoline on Belle's bed... oh life is fun with cats.

Personally, I'm just LOVING being in a cat-free house. We have goldfish in the pond and we have wild birds... and that's just fine.
johnridley From: johnridley Date: January 7th, 2009 12:55 pm (UTC) (Link)
I think if they've really decided to have a full-on ground war, your only hope is to really, really distract them. A really high-volume super soaker should do it.

Or go to a hotel for the night.
specialagentm From: specialagentm Date: January 7th, 2009 02:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
I use the same approach with the kids.
From: writerwench Date: January 7th, 2009 02:50 pm (UTC) (Link)
What, a super-soaker? Interesting thought! (J/k)
specialagentm From: specialagentm Date: January 7th, 2009 02:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
Well, I did use a Nerf machine gun once. Amazing what a hail of soft darts will do to get their attention.
From: writerwench Date: January 7th, 2009 02:55 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yeah... anything to distract the wee darlings from their war and give them something else to occupy their proto-brains.
anderale From: anderale Date: January 7th, 2009 03:40 pm (UTC) (Link)
My cats need a stern talking to every now and again...sometimes they even need a time out! Cats are naughty.
sherdeb From: sherdeb Date: January 7th, 2009 05:16 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hahaha! I can totally picture this.
Here's to hoping your kitties take your advice to heart!
hannunvaakuna From: hannunvaakuna Date: January 8th, 2009 05:09 am (UTC) (Link)
can you come over and use that pillow on Dewey and Charlotte?
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