MrsBrown's philosophy of life and stuff

Max is better.  He must be, he knows how to excape from being locked inside the house overnight, and has started catching mice and birds again.  Yuk!!!

I really enjoyed our holiday from cleaning up feathers, and feeling guilty about the birds he maimed and stepping on the remains of rat in the loungeroom.  I really didn't enjoy drowning the bird he maimed this morning. 

When he was sick, I didn't enjoy having to make sure we closed the door to the box room so he didn't go and shit under the desk. Or cleaning up when it was accidently left open.  I didn't enjoy being extra vigilant in the morning to make sure he didn't piss on the clothes on the floor at the end of our bed.  And I hated not being able to leave the back door open during the day, or on hot nights.

I don't want to spend 2 weeks reminding myself that I need to organise a cattery between xmas and new year - and the worry associated with leaving it so late.

He's a lovely cat, very affectionate - except when he doesn't feel like being patted, when he bites you.  And I also hate the kneading he does for 10 minutes before settling down to sleep on you.

I don't want to own a cat.

On the weekend before last Max smelled disgusting! I cleaned the pus I could find with salty water but couldn't find the hole it was coming from. I couldn't even find a lump to squeeze.

I took him to the vet and she found a disguting pus-y thing in his ear canal and operated on him the next day. He's been on antibiotics ever since and yesterday was declared much better, but the bacteria was a nasty resistant one, so we got some more antibiotics.

Max has been eating really well and hanging around home a lot more. I think its the raw meat I've been giving him as our contribution to avoiding over-fishing.  He hassles me to feed him and gulps it down within 10 minutes.

( Don't click until after breakfast )

I'm a bit suspicious of the meat, unfortunately I'd already given him breakfast before I found it.