Twenty four hours ago at 11pm Crystal settled nose to the cold floor in the kitchen by the fridge. A curfew had begun, after an hour I visited her at this vigil and tried to lift her up. She growled most aggressively and snapped at my hand in a most convincing manner, the like of which I'd never experienced before in 18 months. Irina attempted a similar interruption and drew the same response. I got a sling lead around her neck and led her into the hall, where her response was definitely feral.
I have ignored her, apart from feeding her at breakfast and dinner, until tonight. All day, she has slunk around with a besmirched look on her face, like a recalcitrant child after parental admonishment. Friends suggestions have ranged from 'she's seen a ghost', to 'she got fed up with mom picking her up every 10 mins for a kiss etc. and tried to find a calm spot for a rest'.
As mom's been away for 7 weeks, she's perhaps grown accustomed to my more laissez faire approach, ie I leave her to live her own life and don't keep lifting her all the time. Most times anyway she sits on me almost continuously whenever she can, but thats always her choice. In other words I respect her space and existentialism.
I suppose they too must get grumpy moods, which I accept and give her privacy whenever they occur. Today she's mainly back to normal and doesn't seem to have any painful places anywhere?
Any ideas?
