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Soft-launch Announcement
This must be a bit like what pregnant women feel like: They don't want to announce their pregnancies till they're far enough along, but I figure I can declare it here, since lately, only an average of 12 people a day view my blog:
Phoebe and Toonces, >7-year-old sister-cats from the same litter are friends after being enemies throughout the winter. The vet said no, but I'm still wondering if I caused a psychotic break in Toonces last November 5th, by waving a rubber ball on a string, which featured colored, flashing lights inside it. It was a party-favor from my cousin's Bat Mitzvah.
Prior to that action on my part, the girls were good friends and good sisters. About 10-20 minutes after my silly game-playing, a chilling cat-fight began; it was not silent like all of the other play-fights. The noise was that of enemies, trying to kill each other. Phoebe chased Toonces (who likely started it) up the stairs and a haunted/hunted Toonces left a trail of urine on the steps as she ran away from her sister in terror.
From then on, we kept them separated in the house, except for very short visits. They cried and complained, but whenever they saw each other, they'd begin that low-voiced purrmuring and then hissing. We wanted no more urine-trails of terror, so they were deprived all winter.
A few days ago, we experimented. And they were good. And we pledged that if they fought, from now on, they'd just have to work it out. There have been no fights with noise ever since we freed them to be in the same place at the same time.
Makes the house so much more haymish again.
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