Sophie

I get so fed up with Sophie sometimes. We’ve made huge progress turning her from Satan-Kitty to Sort-of-Nice-Kitty. But she still doesn’t interact well with her kittens. Honestly, I don’t know how the kittens have survived this long. Sophie has just lost the priveledge of seeing her kittens unsupervised. I was in the bathroom putting my makeup on when I hear the familiar sound of a cat coughing. It’s one of two things, Casper is having a hair-ball or Sophie has one of the kittens by the throat. Sophie had one of the kittens by the throat. Chester, I ran in there and yelled at Sophie, she looked up at me, Chester coughed as he tried to get air. Then she went back to biting his throat again. I grabbed her by the skin on the back of the neck, scooped Chester up, scooped Amy up and ran out of the room shutting the door behind me. I’m sick of this. I don’t know why she plays like this with them but one of these days I fear she’ll kill one. So that’s it, until the kittens are bigger than her, which should be within 3 months or so Sophie can only see her babies with me or hubby supervising. They’re nearly as big as she is now, she’s a small cat and they’re looking like they’re going to be big cats, so luckily they’ll be able to kick her ass before you know it. I’m guessing their father must have been a big cat cuz Sophie really is just a tiny little thing, she’s about the size of a 6 month old cat and she’s about a year old.

*sigh* I wonder if I’ll ever win the battle with Sophie, she’s the worst case I’ve ever had to deal with. Sally is quite strong-willed, Vicki is working on overcoming years of trauma since she was tormented by the other cat in the household she came from, but Sophie, Sophie obviously doesn’t know how to trust people, she doesn’t know how to interract with other cats and this makes her a lot of trouble. She attacks me when I reprimand her, she attacks when she gets really in to being petted. Frustrating cat she is.