Not much sleep during the night, as Silver now takes
to sitting by my face. Demanding attention by meowing right in my ear. All.
Through. The. Night. Late start for me, as a result and almost no energy all day.
Went to Builders, but they didn’t have what I was looking for. A few stakes,
but fencing? None with the spikes at the end. So I took another roll – best of
the lot available. Our gardener will be happy, since he’ll be allowed to put
that fence up straight – not curved. Ha Ha.
Back home I tackled the bathroom. Silver finally took
to the litter box – a bit over enthusiastically, I’m afraid. She’s turned the
whole bathroom into one big litter box! Don’t ask about the smell! Well, it’s
all cleaned up and sparkly clean now.
Then I cleaned the porch. Well, the bit in front of my
door. I cleaned the shelf, moved it down stairs and washed the floor and the
walls where Silver’s boyfriends have been spraying their testosterone. Well it’s
all lovely and sparkly clean now. And I’m completely drained. It’s been a bit
rough pushing myself when I felt the lack of sleep – but I am going to catch it
up tonight. And Silver will start getting smacked if she wakes me up again.
My neighbour told me she’s spoken to a lady from
CatCare about Silver. The lady suggested to take Silver, abort the kittens,
have her spayed and bring her back. At first that may sound ruthless, but she’s
got a point. What am I going to do with the kittens? So I didn’t just dismiss
the idea, but thought about it. And I’m afraid, I can’t do it. I may end up
having to put the kittens down anyway – but I also may not. It may seem
cowardly, but I just can’t do that now. I’ve grown quite attached to the little
furry jumping beans. And to Silver. I could handle if she moves out after the
kittens have grown – but it’ll break my heart if I have to leave her behind.
Enough of such dark thoughts. They’re not today’s
problem. Today holds no more problems, just my bed and a good night’s sleep!