Fbg 8.1
I ate as I should do to keep my blood sugars low as possible, and I did have a reading of 6.8 during yesterday.
But there was a stressful crisis (to me and Popeye) mid afternoon. It was still full daylight. Inhad just trimmed his very sharp front claws a little bit. That was fine. Took him into the kitchen for a treat which he had. Then he went to the cat flap and was listening (as he usually does before he goes out of it). Then I went to get my mug from the other room. Came back a moment later to a quivering terrified cowed Popeye. I couldn't get near him. He was in a blind panic.
The cat flap was broken. Fur was torn out from Popeye's neck. There was a bite mark through his left ear and a small wound just in front of his ear. I had managed to grab him. This was when I found the bite mark that pierced his ear, and the other small wound. More fur came off his neck, but there were no more wounds. I put bee propolis on the wounds (I use that for my wounds too). But he was still absolutely terrified. He was like a wet dish rag, a toy doll that had its stuffing taken out. I was upset. But there were no more apparent physical injuries.
So I took him to the couch and hugged him the next few hours. My poor Popeye.
Then I had to get up because I hadn't yet put the heavy wooden chest in front of the cat flap for the night, I should have done it after whatever happened to Popeye.
Popeye followed me, took one look in fear at the cat flap and fled back into the front room under the berber fleeces on the couch. The poor guy is 28 years old in May this year. This is not fair.
He refused to come to bed with me and wanted to stay buried under the fleeces on the couch. So I went to bed, kept checking on him, and about 2 am he woke. So I am thinking he wants the toilet. I did buy a cat lead and harness a couple of years ago (I just saw it in the pet shop and thought it might come in use oneday). And at the time he just laid spreadeagled on the floor refusing to move with it in.
But to my surprise he accepted me putting it on. I went into the back garden. I had my miners headlamp on to light up the garden so he and I could see. He refused to toilet while on the lead, but I wouldn't take it off. He sniffed all round the garden, licked blades of grass, ate blades of grass. And was chomping at the bit for me to let him off the lead. He had his confidence back. But I wouldn't let him off. I was not searching for a cat in the dark.
Then we came in, and he wanted to go in the kitchen. Sat on the radiator shelf and his eyes are glued to the cat flap, but you can't see it because the wood chest is still in front of it. He wanted to be left in the kitchen, I did try to take him to bed, but he wanted the radiator shelf in the kitchen. I felt happier leaving the kitchen light on for him.
So I got up a bit later to do my painting. Checked on Popeye (the doors are open, he can come in the rest of the bungalow any time), he was still on the radiator shelf. I fed him. Then he wanted to go out of the cat flap. He had filled back out again from that feeling of when I lifted him yesterday that all his stuffing had been pulled out. I took that as meaning his confidence was back. I did move the wooden chest, and he was ready to go out, but I grabbed him, put the lead back on and took him out in the back garden through the back door. But he wanted to get through to the outside of the cat flap on the kitchen door. Which I can't access from the back garden. Reluctantly I let him off the lead. Let him go through. I went to the kitchen door and a moment later he came in through the cat flap. So I presume he has done his investigation out there, and satisfied himself.
He is now on the radiator shelf in the kitchen with his eyes fixated on that cat flap. He has had more bee propolis on the two wounds which are healing already. It is okay/safe for him to lick it, but he hasn't. He got a couple of squirts of Bach flower rescue remedy in his mouth...strangely he was fine with that. It can be used for animals.
And I am all alone in bed writing this up...he is not moving from that radiator shelf or the cat flap. I keep going in and checking on him, I did try the wooden chest back in front of the cat flap, but he is still not leaving his post of watch. His confidence is back, but yesterday scared me on how terrified he was.
So now, I have taped the broken bits of the cat flap, it was the white plastic surround that broke. Something, whatever it was, was waiting outside the cat flap for him yesterday afternoon in the broad daylight. I have cleaned the plastic so called see through door of it, but it is opaque. I was wondering for the moment, should I take that plastic opaque door off, so Popeye can see clearly outside before he uses it. I can easily put the wooden chest in front of it, at other times, when I don't want him using it. Or block it from outside when I am going out.
I had a couple of other ideas. Paint a scary animal face with the mouth part around the cat flap hole. And maybe a picture of an animal inside, somehow, so if anything looks in they will see an animal?
This will scare the living daylights out of the Hermes man (it is always the same guy, he looks like a hobbit and dances from foot to foot as he speaks), who by the way I have had words with personally over the rosemary bush incident, and he retaliated with I have too many notices in my front window to read...the notices only say no tradesmen or religious callers etc. For some reason he objects to my notices and interprets them as that I don't want him to deliver my parcels. So we did have a fine old ding dong on that one.
I would love to see the Hermes guy's reaction if I painted a scary animal fanged face around the cat flap...I am sorely tempted...
Just checked on Popeye again. He seems perfectly content on that radiator shelf watching the cat flap. Maybe he is planning his revenge as well.
So here is my painting for today. And abstract. A4 sized. Acrylics.
I am sorry f I missed some posts yesterday, or any that mentioned me, but the site went down 3 times as I was using it, and I lost a couple of replies I had made, they disappeared, and then when the site came back I couldn't remember what I was replying to.
Have a good day.
Hugs for those who need them.
Take care.
Just going to check again on his Lordship, and make a cuppa, come back to bed and go back through your posts...