TextsFromParrots
Biking along the boulevard
So yesterday Morgan was acting just a little off. She didn't want to sleep in bed with me and didn't wake up when I got ready for work. So I opened up a can of cat food and she came with the rest, took a few licks and wandered off. My mind immediately snapped into over drive. Had I seen her eat yesterday? Had she been acting off recently? Had she done this before with wet cat food? My immediate response to her seeming disinterested in food literally made me feel a wave of panic. I spent all night fretting over it and this morning i pestered her and examined her and she seemed annoyed. I tried giving her food by placing the plate in front of her..no go. So here I am nearly in tears because all I can think of is Captain and how he went and the moment i knew he was sick when he turned his nose up at treats. When she yawns, stretches and wanders over for a bite to eat, a drink of water, cleaned herself and then rolled around in the catnip.
This isn't the first time this has happened. For the last three months I've been paranoid and analyzing them when they eat, how much they eat, and any deviation seems to make me start to mildly panic. I think eventually it'll go away, but I think I'll never not feel a rush of fear when one of my cats turns their nose up at a bit of food. I just realized just how much the past can scar us and now I feel a bit silly at all my panicking. Morgan has never been the hog Captain was or even Mogwai. She's my little lady. Mogwai and captain were the trouble makers since the moment I picked up a treat bag they'd barrel over and Morgan would just wait and see if she'd get her own set aside. She probably just spent the night upset since the last few days I've been tossing and turning and my feet aren't a nice sleeping spot. Just thought I'd share now that i heaved a huge sigh of relief.
This isn't the first time this has happened. For the last three months I've been paranoid and analyzing them when they eat, how much they eat, and any deviation seems to make me start to mildly panic. I think eventually it'll go away, but I think I'll never not feel a rush of fear when one of my cats turns their nose up at a bit of food. I just realized just how much the past can scar us and now I feel a bit silly at all my panicking. Morgan has never been the hog Captain was or even Mogwai. She's my little lady. Mogwai and captain were the trouble makers since the moment I picked up a treat bag they'd barrel over and Morgan would just wait and see if she'd get her own set aside. She probably just spent the night upset since the last few days I've been tossing and turning and my feet aren't a nice sleeping spot. Just thought I'd share now that i heaved a huge sigh of relief.