Truce Finally?

Besides the noise generated by my children in the house, the other contributors to the cacophony at home comes from 4 ladies.

Left on their own, they are perfectly well-behaved and docile. They will sit down quietly; seemingly engrossed in their own business. As long as their are in their own marked territories, everything is fine.

However, trouble brews when they cross each other's boundaries. That's when the hackles rise, the hisses become more pronounced,and the claws come unsheathed.

Sigh...ladies, ladies...Is there really need for all brimstone and fire?

Welcome to my world people...it's tough enough being mummy to people. It's worse being the neutral person when 4 cats are involved.

Holly, Squicky, Queen and Murphee have so conveniently turned my life unpside down. Of course, Holly, by senority, plays the role of the soury Empress Dowager who will not allow any of the three to ursurp her throne. She is a real spitefire.

Unfortunately, the others called her bluff once too often already. Even Murphee has learnt to lie in wait and pounce on her should the old dame decide to pull rank. Well, the only think Holly has to do is to constantly put herself physically in a higher position than the rest.

As I type this...the 4 cats are in the room...my bedroom.
Holly has parked herself on a high perch...on my unironed laundry. Squicky has reclaimed my bed, and refuses to move. Her windshield wiper tail does a rhythmic 'blop-blop', and through half-cocked eyes, she is eyeing Murphee.

Murph...is a cat who thinks she is a dog. This is a cat that licks...my forehead, hair , face...that's her way of showing gratitude.

Duh Queen...well, she is sleeping quietly at the foot of the bed...eyes droopy because of the silence. I half expect her to catch Squicky's tail.

There is peace in the bedroom.., and can be quite intimidating.

But if cats can come together to a truce, why not people? No wonder the world is so chaotic lately.