We got to talk about a little more of how each of us are feeling, plus got to have a less stressful day.
Much better. Back on track.
I suppose it was just the finality of everything getting settled, meaning it's time to prepare for the next step, which is really quite scary.
The fear won't stop us from following our dream we've been preparing for for years, we just need to communicate more.
I've never had such great communication in my life that is outlined by the worst communication. I don't know how to explain it, but it's odd.
We both take our turns at being the loon in the house.
Problem is, since the beginning of The Great DR Purge, the sale of the house, g'ma being put into the home, The Uncle helping us out, moving to Our Closet and preparing for our trial, we both took our turns at being the crazy one at the same time.
That's no good.
We usually swap, therefore, the one is able to calm the other down.
But when we're BOTH wacked? No good.
Anyway, speaking of wacked, I've been trying to give the cats less and less Rescue Remedy in hopes that maybe they'll just be sane.
Wrong. The Tom Cat Operetta is back in full swing.
I contacted a TV show, where they come in to see your psycho kitty and try to get them to be calm and stable.
It's appropriately called Psycho Kitty.
They loved the idea of filming our demented fuzzballs. Who wouldn't?
A close loss of an eye, screaming cats and great wads of fur being torn from their bodies makes for good drama.
Especially when they're trapped in Our Closet of 454 sq. ft.
She said of all the applicants who wrote in, we were the first they called, because it sounded 'so funny'.
I sent them pics of all of us, including me holding my gun to show how desperate I am for harmony in the home.
The good part about the show is the free cat behaviourist who comes to help you and your critters.
It's kinda like The Dog Whisperer, only it's for psycho kitties.
When the Rescue Remedy worked, it was great, but I think leaving them on so much medicine for so long is not good for their tiny fuzzy bodies.
Mind you, that's better than blood and guts flying everywhere.
This kitty filming adventure will be a month after we've actually bought a home in the Dominican Republic!!!
We were instructed to go on line and choose a few to see, so we gave her our top 10, then gave her another 25 that we were interested in.
She said, "Well, that's quite a few. Perhaps you could choose only 3 for the first day."
I think we need a reality show to follow us around there too.
Mind you, we won't need the publicity, considering the cats are going to make us super duper famous! Don't you think?
People will swarm us and ask for autographs saying, "Hey! You're the people who have psycho kitties!!"
We'll be more famous than The Beibs!
The whole, entire world will know us for our psychotic cats, screaming femme armed with water bottles, and a tranny with the Rescue Remedy chasing them around to get the goods in their ears.
Ok. Maybe that's just a bit silly.
I can't even imagine how many people would tune in to a show called Psycho Kitty.
Well, I know I would, but I'm crazy that way.
everything is going to be alright