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This morning I came out to feed Greta. She’s wide awake but still curled up in her bed. So I call her and she whines at me. I go closer.

The cats are sleeping on her again.

Now the cats don’t really like Greta, but they like to sleep on her for the warmth. So they wait until she’s asleep, then they sneak up and cuddle on her. The problem is that if she wakes up and tries to move away, they growl at her and she’ll stay put. Essentially the only use the cats have for Greta is as a heated mattress and they let her know it.

And since Greta has this whole size concept problem (she thinks she’s tiny) she lets the cats bully her around.

I had to physically move the cats off of her. It’s not as if the cats don’t have their own spots, when the weather starts cooling at night they harass Greta. I made them nice beds, put out a heat lamp for them, they even have a nice clean sheltered ‘comfort area’ so when they’ve got to go they don’t have to go out into the elements.

Greta isn’t the only one they are after. Sprocket and a little feral male (I call him Stripe) that I caught both took their visit to the vets office for their vaccinations and family planning appointments. There seems to be some confusion as to what’s happened to them since they blame my husbands truck. I imagine that the conversation was something like:

Sprocket: Okay, dude– um where’d they go?

Stripe: Where’d what go?

Sprocket: You know my um… things.

Stripe: OMG mine are missing too!

Sprocket: Let’s not panic. Let’s think about this rationally. When was the last time you saw them.

Stripe: I cleaned them just before breakfast, then I got put into that box, then the box was put into the truck and–

Sprocket: I had mine in the truck too!

Stripe: — then we went to the vets office.

Sprocket: Yeah the lady there was too nice, I don’t think she would have taken them. What do you remember next?

Stripe: I woke up in the truck on the way home.

Sprocket: Dude! The truck took them.

So now they try to get into the truck at every opportunity, to look for their missing bits and exact revenge.