Kitty Therapy

I think my kitties may need couple’s therapy.

There’s been a lot of hissing and growling going on lately. Some Kung-Fu moves have been flying between them and a heck of a lot of fur has been flying in the air.

I tried to step up as a mediator. I used a calm approach. I suggested a pause. A break. A time out. I thought that perhaps they could take a deep breath, put the past behind them and focus on their kitty future together.

My efforts were not appreciated.

Hubby’s suggestion to send them to the kitty spa for a kitty pick me up only added fuel to the fire.

Our kitties don’t travel well.

My daughter’s idea to take them for a romantic stroll to the park was met with a sour look, a turn of a furry heel and a sudden storming out of the room.

Apparently, my kitties disdain romantic strolls….and leashes.

Well, whatever is between them…whatever valley their union has fallen into….whatever grievance has cast its shadow upon their love…

It never ceases to amaze me how quickly they snap out of it.

PURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Toddler Hair Salon

I should have known what I was getting into. Really. What did I expect?

But, when my preschooler came at me with that hair brush and my toddler joined in with the glittery hair clips, my heart went a flutter. I gave in. Caved. Surrendered.

I figured, as long as no scissors were involved…what the heck?

“Just you wait! Princess hair for you,” my preschooler piped.

“Clips! Clips!...Mine!!” my toddler told me.

I imagined this as a milestone. All mothers of girls must participate in this ritual, right? Our hair twisted and snarled around assorted barrettes…tufts of hair missing from our overzealous stylist…. Eyes tearing from the pain…. The mist of a mysterious aerosol can in the air.

Hubby found me later in the kitchen happily cooking with my glittery Princess-Medusa-Pippi Longstocking hair do. He stoically complimented me on the new elegant look. The fella’s gotten used to living with a gaggle of gals, after all….

But, his mood shifted when he saw the cat.

“Ah….Um…M-M-Mr.Kitty??”


Author’s note…Don’t worry. No kitties were harmed during this style session. Adorned, maybe. Primped, definitely. Improved, absolutely. Harmed, never!