Tilliegate

We’ve had Tillie the kitten for five weeks now, and holy cow my social life has taken a serious nose dive. I run from work to home, and home to work most days now. I refer to the situation as Tilliegate….ha! My daughter and I try to coordinate being home in the evenings, at least until she’s a bit older. I feel guilty if I don’t rush right home. As soon as she hears the door open, I often see her running through the rooms to greet me. Purring immediately as I pick her up.

Since she had to be rescued from heavy storms and flooding, I believe we got her a bit earlier than we should have. I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m her mama. For the first few weeks she would nuzzle my neck rooting around to nurse. She was relentless in her efforts, and we often had to take her to her food bowl so she could remember to eat. For a few weeks she was so sassy, hindsight we think it was because she was “Hangry” being hungry made her angry. I swear the only time she would eat is if we would place her in front of her food bowl, even though the food was available all day.

Tillie is a social kitten and isn’t afraid of friends and family. She is playful and has the sharpest claws; my daughter and I have plenty of playtime scratches to prove it. From the time of her arrival, she is often perched on my shoulders, chest and neck. Tillie’s like a parrot, or a pirate kitty, as I sometimes like to call her. She refuses to let me do anything without her getting involved. If i’m laying down she constantly leaps on my head!

She is not only a bundle of energy, but also a bundle of joy. When she runs through the house it sounds like a mini stampede. My daughter recently asked if I regretted having Tillie, and I immediately said “Yes!” She was shocked and retorted, “Take it back!” I told her I was teasing, even though the reason why I resisted getting an animal for so long was I know how much work they can be. They need and deserve a lot of love and attention.

For now while she’s still a kitten, we’ll continue to be patient with her frisky behavior; tending to any wounds that occur during playtime. I’m hoping Tilliegate won’t last too much longer and I can get back to a normal social schedule. If you have pets, I bet most can relate.

xoxox…..Sheryl

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