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There was no way to communicate to the 'two old fur dudes' that there would be a resident intruder. I also didn't make any drastic environment changes other than getting the traditional apple head his own fuzzy house about a week beforehand. When I brought the little guy in after a long drive back, I was met with angry adult males. They were full on butthurt betrayed for a period of about twenty-four hours. Then, they quickly adapted to the fact this little ball of chaos wasn't leaving any time soon. Realistically the older two are pacifists who really don't care to be snuggly with each other. They have incredibly healthy bed boundaries and won't cross each others' invisible lines. Only on rare occasions do they go on a brotherly fight... and if you've never seen Siamese play fight over personal space it is quite hilarious. Most will slow motion shadow box never coming close to tagging the other feline. But wouldn't it be nice if... we hissed? There's really no need for any words. A hiss describes an entire range of emotions. I think for comedic effect, I'd like to see a business meeting without any passive aggressive behavior and just coffee and hissing. OMG she sat in my regular meeting chair. HISS. OMG does he really have to clip his nails here? HISS. Project cancelled. HISS and guttural meowing. You get the picture. But right now everyone is purring along in unity. That's a good thing.
DISCLAIMER: I do go into a little bit of detail about my intimacy with my ex boyfriend. It was always sweet, loving, non abusive, and consensual, but still, just want to give a warning! Hello everyone! So in case anyone needs to read a juicy excerpt of young adult relationship drama, look no further than this post right here! Hmm, but in all seriousness, I was and still am super emotional about my problems with my relationship. And I was just having anxious thoughts, not pertaining to the relationship, but to this anxiety that I am getting so tired of!! I thought, hmm what if what is causing the anxiety is something physically wrong in my brain, and I have to get an operation?! My second thought was girrrl, go get yourself an fMRI stat! But then, I was like, welllll, you did suffer sexual violence as a child, maybe it was only one time, but it definitely changed and altered a lot of your perceptions. Although, because nothing is impossible, the chance that there is something physically wrong with your brain is still there, but most likely, you are suffering from anxiety due to defining your worth and strength based on being molested. Which, I hypothesize, will make anyone feel, at least bad about themselves. But anyone else with anxiety have crazy thoughts like this? I am only having it now because I feel like I have been making a lot of progress but it has been exhausting for my mind. Maybe this is my mind retaliating, making me feel more anxious. That's not nice mind! ANYWAYS, so here's the juice on my confusing, annoying, relationship: I began to have a relationship with a guy two years ago, we actually met up on tinder, and no I was not a usual user of tinder, but I was with a friend who recommended it to me just to be silly since we had nothing to do that night, so I thought hey, why not. So i actually strike up a nice conversation with this guy, who just moved to where I live in the U.S. from a country in South America. I do not want to name said country just for privacy reasons (I know I am a little paranoid), but lets just say this country is suffering political and economic turmoil, and he moved to the U.S. to start a better life. WELL, so we met up and hit it off super well. We decided to meet up again and go to the beach. It was nice, but in the back of my head, I felt the numbness that I always feel about myself. I was happy to be with a new person who I got along with, I mean I wasn't necessarily attracted to him in a romantic way, but I was just letting things happen. So when we get back to mine we actually kissed and he slept over (we only kissed). Now, here is where I got a little upset with myself because I remember telling myself after my ex boyfriend and I broke up that I would not move so suddenly with the next guy, I would give it time, and try to feel myself out first: do I really want to hook up this guy because that is all i want, or do I want to hold off on that so I can actually build trust toward him, and possibly develop a loving, trusting, relationship? Well, I guess I went with the previous option, because a couple days later, we hung out again, but this time, we did more than kiss. I let him go down on me, but I don't know why I did that. It was definitely consensual, and it was a really lovely experience, but then he asked me to return the favor and I immediately felt disgusted and bad about myself. I have a really bad perception of giving oral sex to a man, so it just ruined my night. However, he saw how upset I was, and sweetly took me in his arms and told me to relax, that he did not care at all, and he was just happy we could enjoy an intimate moment together. It did not make me feel better. I felt so angry with myself. Why could I not accept the fact that it was okay that I did not want to reciprocate? Like, I was not trying to be selfish, I just knew it would make me feel worthless, because that is how I perceive it, and still do (that's a whole different story though). But yeah, he was totally cool with it, I still felt super bad that I was allowing any intimacy to happen between us at all though. I knew that that's not how I needed to start off my next relationship, because intimacy has always been a negative thing in my mind, ever since I was molested. So, for me, I did not start the relationship with a good mentality. I was always weary of him, and I always felt scared that there could be a side of him he is hiding, a perverted, overly sexual side. That is like my biggest fear in a relationship, to discover that I have been with a man who has the same traits (at least in my head they are kinda the same) as the man who took advantage of me. It sucks because looking back on it, and hearing what my friends and family have told me, this man who I apathetically treated as my boyfriend, adored and loved me so much. And I never let myself feel that love A couple months into the relationship we took the intimacy to the next level, and I pushed myself because I was conflicted. My mind was judging me harshly and critiquing me for not wanting to be selfish, and wanting to give more, it was making me feel like I was worthless for enjoying that aspect of intimacy with my boyfriend. Because of that, I sometimes felt hatred toward him, and always toward myself. I never felt that feeling of security and trust that one must feel in order to have a healthy, vital relationship. Let's just say this is Part 1 of my relationship drama. I have endured enough drama today already with it, so I think I need a little break. Enjoy your day/evening! And even through all this 'drama', I am not trying to keep myself bummed out! I am training my mind to stop dwelling on what I can not change/what needs to be accepted. love, pauline
Why do you keep doing things I have not approved? Bringing other animals here simply will not be excused. I am not a bird simply here for your amusement, Listen to me human while I clear up the confusion. If you bring home a bird - that means it is my snack Don't lock it away from me or I assure you I'll attack. I'll make a mess of everything to break open that cage, And you will have no right to throw a fit of human rage. Rodents, birds, and rabbits are only to be treats, Other felines or dogs are only enemies to defeat. Small lizards are a combo of treats and little toys Big ones are a challenge - but will still be destroyed. You're nothing but my human, you belong to me Don't you ever treat me like anything less than royalty. That spray bottle had better stay out of my sight If you ever use that thing again I promise I will bite. Punish me? How dare you jump to false conclusions! You seem to be experiencing some disturbing delusions. The ruler punishes the servant - not the other way around, In this house it is I, not you, who wears the royal crown. Rules now laid out for you, I hope they are quite clear. I would like a petting now, and you had better volunteer. A disobedient human must be taught how to obey: Bring another hamster home and there will be hell to pay.