I'm kind of scared by our idea of normal, as in "It was a normal day." Because normal around here is probably weird someplace else.
Most of today was spent running interference between the adult female cats and the little girl kittens. It has been a tireless effort on all of our parts to stop the mayhem. This morning I was on my own while Mark and Dar were running errands, and from my room at the other end of the house I heard the cat screeching that means the rumble was on. This time Little Cat had gone after Chloe, and in the tussle Chloe got a puncture in her paw. Baby bloody paw prints :( Aaand blood spatters all over my favorite old shirt when I picked her up to check her out. She was OK, not even a limp. Later it was Pixel's turn to go after Jane. Then just for a change of pace, Little went after Pixel. That was a particularly fun event. Oh, and in between these, Jane ran away. Well, I sort of helped her inadvertently. I'd let her out on the deck to play in the snow. Which she did. Then she came back in for a while. Then I let her out again. Then she came back. Then I let her out again. Then Pixel scared the crap out of her through the glass door, and Jane took off like a shot. Fortunately it was a sunny if very cold day, no snow (yet), so I wasn't too worried. After a few hours, Mark found her hiding out in the rafters of the shed under the deck. And so it goes.
Then tonight, Dar and I saw a UFO flying over the neighborhood. Believe it or not as you will, I take no offense. It's a cloudy, very windy night; we're expecting a major snow and ice storm. I was closing the curtains to the back deck when I saw a very bright light in the sky. We're on no flight path, and helicopters wouldn't be up on a night like this and especially up that high. (Besides, rural Ontario and helicopters, not such a common thing.) It was going way too slow for a plane. I called Dar and asked her to take a look at it, and she joked on her way over, "If it's a UFO, tell it to stop and pick me up." And then it slowed down, and the lights dimmed, and then she saw it just blink out. I didn't see it blink out because my back was turned at that point, but when I spun around, there was only black out there. Dun-dun-dunnnnn!
And now it's 7:38 and I'm ready to call it a night. I have a cold which I'm really hoping is not going to hit my lungs. A stuffy nose is annoying, but I can deal. Anyway, Nighttime Contac for me, and then beddy-bye. We're going to keep the kittens in the guestroom overnight with their own litter box and food and such; that way we won't have to worry about them being stalked and eaten by the big girls. Ah, domestic predators. Every household should have a dozen or so.
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