Spitfire Mip Mips

As I lay me down to sleep … I shot straight back up with a soaking shoulder! Eish – another Mip Mip puddle right in the middle of my bed! I was simply too tired to change the bedding, dry the mattress etc. … so I just stayed on the far left of the bed. Not a good night, naturally.

Spending the morning cleaning. The reeking towel soaked overnight – I took it out and I can’t smell any trace of cat widdle; so I add all the bedding (two sets by now) the towel I had put into the corner yesterday (which was soaking wet this morning) and set the machine to intensive wash followed by drying. I’ve dried the mattress and found a third bedsheet.

Now I’m having some breakfast while I work out a strategy how I can clean the rest of the bedroom. I thought of locking the kittens in the spare room, but the washing isn’t dry yet. So – do I move the washing or the kittens into the lounge?

I plonked the kittens in the spare room, the mommies followed, then thoroughly cleaned the bedroom. While I was at it, I re-arranged it, so there is more room to play. It’s quite hot today, so that was hard work. Rose suggested I put black garbage bags in the Mip Mip toilet corner, which I did, then the throw and the litter box on top. And a towel at the ‘exit’.

In the meantime, I went for a photo tour through the garden – which I haven’t spent time in since the Mip Mips started walking!

 

This is a new type of flower in full bloom

These are now flowering everywhere!

The one and only Pansy!

These Sweet-Peas are two-coloured! Every flower!

These are flowering between the Cosmos

Stunning, large Cosmos

Snap-dragons!

More Snap-dragons

These Vytjies are blooming in the Rockery!

The Vieruurtjies in the Rockery are also doing well!
These grew from seeds I tossed there

Check this out! There a pair of birds who made a nest on a Cactus leaf!

Look at those thorns - yet the birds seem quite happy with their nest!

Here some cute pictures - albeit bad quality - of sweet, sleeping Mip Mips.

Long-sleeve cuddling his slipper

Tiger Tabby curled up on the bed

Quizzy Lizzy cuddling up with Short Sleeve in their nest on the floor

Fortunately the carpet under the bed did not become a toilet – every inch was dry! There is, however, a brown streak on the carpet under the window – sigh!

Time to feed the Mini’s again. As they are finishing off, Ziva and Shadow show up – Ziva, as always, craning her neck to get a tongue into the food! As I’m packing up, I hear a bird chirping, very near by. Strangely enough, it’s Shadow who goes to investigate. Turns out a Sparrow got lost and is flying from my kitchen to the lounge and out the door – with Shadow in close pursuit!

I also pulled a totally bitch move: I hung a bird feeder outside the bedroom window! It’s getting lots of visitors and is driving Ziva crazy, since the windows are closed and she can’t get at them! Muah ha ha!

Rose’s daughter would like to adopt a kitten, but she was a bit worried, whether her dog would accept them. So today she brought him to visit the Mip Mips and see how he would react. Poor dog never got a chance to react – he was sweetly sitting down in anticipation when Shadow attacked him, totally unprovoked! Ziva came to see what was going on and started going for the poor dog as well. So I grabbed Ziva – and got bitten for my troubles! And Rose grabbed Shadow and we locked the two in the spare bedroom – with me – while they took the dog to meet the kittens. Not good – all kittens turned into instant spitfires when they saw the dog! Hissing and clawing and spitting – five week old kittens! Going for an adult dog ten times their size! So I’m afraid these Mip Mips can’t find forever homes with dogs.

Rose’s daughter eventually gave up and took the dog downstairs, locking the poor thing up in her flat. Back upstairs we let myself and the two adults out of the spare room – both of them still stalked around with bushy tails sniffing around, looking for the intruder, ready for combat! The two female kittens were the first to come out … well, I dragged them out. Quizzy Lizzy had calmed down when I pushed short sleeve out from under the bed. When Rose’s daughter tried to pick her up, she hissed and spat and tried to claw her! What feral little monsters am I sharing my bedroom with? I eventually pulled the bed forward and grabbed the males – who still had their fur up and tails bushy and tried scratching me! Me! Can you believe it? Well, I won’t stand for that – I picked them up by the scruff of their neck and gave them a good talking to!

This is quite a problem, because it means that they cannot be adopted into homes where there are dogs – reducing their chances quite considerably! I already have no clue how I’m going to find them homes … I know so few people here in PE! I can put notices up at work, on the client’s boards (if I can get permission). Maybe at some shopping centers – but that’s all so vague, how can I tell they’ll get good homes, forever homes?

Well, spent the day cleaning up after Mip Mips, now for some dinner, bath and then a hopefully dry bed!