Whoever wound the springs on these cats needs to come back and do it right. Thena’s is especially over tight, and she is making me dizzy... I can’t walk without tripping over one of them... can’t sleep half the night because they are bouncing on the bed… thinking to self, “there is a second bed you can do this on, pussycats.” Actually that one is looking pretty rumpled too. Do they listen? Noooo. Instead they up the anti and bring toys into bed with them, sparklie pompoms, stuffed squeaky dogs (I had to throw Tath’s little squeaky dragon out... poor little thing was so badly torqued it was in pieces.) (Looking for squeaky dragon to take its place.) Now he gives me that look every time he sees me with another of his favourite toys. (You know the one).
I am up now and Thena is all over the top of the table, while I try to type, it is like… ‘I need attention mama, cuddle me mama, no, I changed my mind. Here is my squeaky dog, play fetch with me.’ (making note, time to fix squeaky dogs, they are looking worse for wear.) Tath comes and lays across keyboard, time to move cat. I go for a quick rest, 2 kitties cuddle in close. (Or on top.) The top of the cupboard has more cat prints on it than crumbs, you know who… Thena, my jumper. To give them credit, there hasn’t been anymore fairy casualties. They have gotten into the habit of sleeping a good portion of the day and keeping me awake half the night. They know how to get my attention too, trying to tell them, Snoop used to keep his claws sheathed when he patted me.
Making note, time for Candice to come clip their claws.
That is another thing… clipping claws... Tath, if you can find him (is usually in the corner of the bottom cupboard trying to make himself look small so no one can see him,) isn’t that difficult. Thena… well, I think we might have found a way to get it done without her shedding blood. That girl has the vocabulary of a sailor and the fighting skills of a biker in the middle of a rumble. Snarl, scratch, bite, yowl, even a towel wrapped around her to keep her under control hasn’t helped. It worked when I held her and Candy clipped though. (Scary to see someone cringe when someone says the kittens need their fingernails trimmed.) To be fair to Candy, she doesn’t have half the trouble taking care of their nails that her mother has. Now that is a scary thought. The cats have also taken to watching the great outdoors and the birds know it. Thena pastes her face to the picture window every time she jumps to catch one… and they know how to tease... no these are not the barn swallows, those are coming yet, and boy is she going to have fun then, those birds really know how to push a cat’s buttons.
Now, for the update. I am slowly working on King’s of the Empire, very slowly. I am typing out Chapter XV, and writing on Chapter XIX. I knew this one was going to be big, but still not sure how large it will end up being… I haven’t reached the first battle yet, but it isn’t too much further away. I am hearing that Morganna is getting closer to the end of Into the Demons Lair, and it will only take a couple days for Candy to hand in what is left of what she hands in. While Morganna does To Capture an Ancient, Sarah will go through what she hasn’t done yet on Into the Demons Lair. When that comes in Becca will get it for formatting. To Capture an Ancient is one of my short stories, which means that it will go quickly through the final stages… usually. That will leave them with Hunter’s Challenge to do of their backlog. I assume that by the time Morganna is finished that, Eniko will be finished with Beyond the Myth and, if I can get the kittens to settle down, I will be able to write the last 2/3 of Kings of the Empire. Maybe I will finish KOTE before she does BTM…
Well, this is a long one, and you will all want to get as much of the day in as possible, because tonight we lose the hour we gained in fall, as they force us to turn the clocks ahead again. Good thing tomorrow is Sunday and we call all sleep in, right? Snort. Anyone want to kitten sit for a while? Well, as we go into the homestretch of winter, and into the starting gates of summer, we can look back and think, it could have been worse. Then again, April is coming, and it has been known to snow in April here. I the meantime the snow is melting, and it isn’t even May. Until next week, have a good one, and think of Easter coming up shortly.