The kitten left yesterday, but its spirit remains. Whenever Liz would get out of a chair or walk anywhere in the house she would quick run so the kitten didn't attack her. I kept hearing phantom purring and was sure my earlobe was going to be attacked at any moment. I'm not kidding. I have been hearing that kitten purr, or at least I think I'm hearing it. It's amazing how used to something you get and even though you know it's not here, you think it still is. Why don't I think that about Ken? He's not here, and I don't imagine him snoring in bed (ha ha), or hear him walking through the house, or think he's going to throw open the basement door and jump out. I KNOW he's not here. I KNOW the kitten's not here, but it sure feels like it is. You know what I think? We are victims. Victims of kitten abuse. That kitten was in control of our home for weeks and now we are so beaten down and fearful of being bitten, scratched, earlobes sucked on, that we just can't allow ourselves to BELIEVE that we are free! That's what I think! LOL
3 comments:
Ummmm.....I think that the freak kitten has turned you into kitten freaks. Noramlly a purring kitten is a nice and inviting sound; imagined or real.
I am concerned for you. ;)
Perhaps it was specially trained to take over people's lives and homes.
I trained that kitten from a young age to take control of whatever environment it was presented with, i am glad to see that the hours of work finally paid off.
sounds like a severe abuse case.. call me if you need coaching.
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