Anyone who has a cat knows that cats don’t
like change! Right? Well, Liza got a double dose of it this morning. And I paid
for it!
I look and feel like I’ve been in a fight
with a mountain lion!
After being up all night, we (Liza and I)
couldn’t sleep this morning because my granddaughter, Carson, had a pre-scheduled
appointment with her grandpa for some car repairs. So – Liza had to deal, not
only with not sleeping late beside me – but also, with someone who is usually
not here, coming into “her space” before she’d even had breakfast! If cat
stares could kill, Carson would be... well, you know.
Liza likes Carson, she just likes her
schedule more: sleep, breakfast, sitting with me while I have coffee, catch up
on news and pet her. Then a nap. But none of that happened, at least not the
way she’s used to it happening. She had to eat while being watchful of Carson
walking around, wasn’t able to sit with me and watch news, and got no petting
at all! And somewhere along the line, she decided enough was enough!
I was sitting on a bar stool in the kitchen
and, without warning, Liza – not the most graceful cat you’ve ever seen – took a
leap and landed half-on and half-off my lap. I let out a blood-curdling scream
as she dangled there for several seconds with extended claws planted deeply into my legs. She finally let go and took off like a shot,
probably scared by the scream. Blood seeped from several long scratches on both
legs and we didn’t see Liza again until after Carson left.
I doctored my wounds and Liza finally came
out of hiding. Her wide-eyed, innocent look was unbelievable! She acted like nothing
had happened, as cats are famous for doing.
“What’s happening?” she seemed to say.
We had a long talk. I explained that she
needs to learn to be a little more accepting of people who visit. “We all like
our schedules,” I told her, but things can’t always go our way.” Ignoring me, she
walked over and stood by the refrigerator – meaning,
“Isn’t it time for lunch now?”
After lunch, I told her that I may take her
to the local animal shelter if she doesn’t learn to adapt to changes.
By
the way she washed her face while I was talking, I don’t think she was very worried. J