I got a bit of a shock today. Turns out I'm not so indestructible as I liked to believe. Bone marrow cancer. That's what I've got. The prognosis is "guarded" (which means "not good" is a helluva understatement). No options for treatment. Barely any options for management. I'm so anemic I could keel over at … Continue reading Diary of a DevilCat: This is Chenna, signing out
It's been ages since I got to write a blog post. By the cat gods, Ellen can be so mean. You've all missed me, right? But I suppose life has been same old same old... Eat. Sleep. Scratch. Growl. Actually, I've been doing a lot of growling. Ellen's developed this incredibly annoying habit of inviting … Continue reading Diary of a devilcat: Eat. Sleep. Scratch. Growl.
Worst. Week. Ever. Last week, that is. Or, rather, the last three weeks. We were invaded again by a dog. (Buddy -- Smelly, yappy, panting thing.) And this time he was not content with stealing my food... this time he STOLE MY BED! Unbelievable. Just because I get to sleep in Ellen's bed whenever I want... … Continue reading Diary of a Devilcat: One Buddy I do NOT want in my bed
7pm. I get up and hover in the kitchen, eye the two sleeping animals (one cat, one dog) on the sofa. Who's hungry? I say. Two little heads lift, ears twitching, eyes lighting up. Meow, says the devilcat. The puppy (visiting) just looks excited. The devilcat is off the sofa first... Meow! Yes! Feed meeee! … Continue reading Dog and cat shenanigans – dinnertime
Bah! Dog. At least I think it's a dog. Smelly, yappy, panting thing. Here. In my house. On my couch. Polluting my garden. Drinking my water. EATING MY FOOD. It came on Tuesday. Its name is Buddy. It -- oh, all right, he -- has completely taken over the house. His stuff is everywhere, all … Continue reading Diary of a Devilcat: Canine invasion
Says Chenna the devilcat: Capricious. That's what she called me! Recalcitrant too. Like there are rules I'm supposed to be following. Where, may I ask, does it say I have to sleep in the same place all the time? Is there some lodging contract I signed? (No!) Is there a notice on the wall? (No!) … Continue reading Diary of a Devilcat: I’ll sleep where I damn well want