Molly And Murphy...Such Naughty Kittens.

The kittens are being awful...they've wrecked the bathroom...chewed the toilet rolls and sent bottles of nail varnish flying...tipped shampoo over so it leaked everywhere and ate the Spider plant...attacked the loo brush and somehow managed to stuff it behind the chest of drawers...then they had a fight with the rag rug and pulled bits of fabric out of it so now it has a bald patch...

This afternoon they rampaged around the kitchen...broke a plate and bit a hole in the bag of cat litter...Molly was teetering about on the shelf where I keep my cookery books and fell off onto the scales which then fell on the floor and broke the bowl...

She shot into the bedroom at ninety miles an hour and landed on the top shelf of books...tail swishing back and forth and her eyes as big as saucers, from fright I suppose...

Little Murphy sticks his tongue into Molly's ears while holding her down with his arms...she wriggles and he holds on for grim death before suddenly taking a bite at her neck...then they beat each other up with their hind legs pounding away...

Molly slides across the floor on her side...propelling herself with her feet while Murphy lies in wait behind the settee...leaping out at her with a blood-curdling yowl...

They tramp across the laptop key- board unleashing all manner of odd messages...ferret in my little bag of assorted nuts and dried Black Olives...fish tissues out of pockets and shred them all over the floor and munch away on furry moths and spiders...Crane flies are their favourites, they'll stalk them for hours...batting at them with soft paws.

Eating a bowl of cereal in the morning is virtually impossible when both kittens are hell-bent on the contents of the milk jug...they take flying leaps and land in the middle of the table...put them down and it makes not the slightest difference...back they come again.

Can't get cross of course...not when Molly looks at you intently with her strange yellow eyes and Murphy pats your arm with an enormous paw and searches your face with his eyes slightly crossed...

The very nearly dead Spider plant is hanging off the shower rail now...the loo roll is kept on the soap dish in the shower...my packet of nuts and dried Black Olives are safe in a tin with a well-fitting lid...I switch my laptop off instead of leaving it running, so as not to get weird and wonderful stuff appear on the screen...Himself carries the kittens about in the evening...one tucked under each arm as they seek out spiders and moths...he actually prods the unfortunate creatures with one of my walking sticks so the kittens can catch them...

Wouldn't be without them now...

[knitter]

Fun and games ! My last cat was 19 when he died so I had forgotten how lively kittens can be. The shredded loo roll, kittens hanging from the curtains, or climbing up your trousers. One of mine loved Brillo pads and they would turn up in odd places while my Burmese brought earth worms in carefully and left them all over the dreadful inherited Autumn colours carpet...camouflaged nicely.

Enjoy their antics ....it's good that they have each other to play with and egg each other on I guess

[redted]

Well,never a dull moment,it all sounds like chaos,but fun,hope you will post a piccie of the terrors so we can see how they have grown.

[Hidden in reply to redted]

I will of course!

[Lynda1952]

What a wonderful time the kittens are having. Would love to see Himself with the kittens on the spider hunt! Xx

[Hidden in reply to Lynda1952]

He is funny...a kitten tucked under each arm...they go on the prowl looking for unsuspecting insects!

[starveycat]

Sheer magic just normal little kittens so envious ♥♥♥

[Hidden in reply to starveycat]

You couldn't have a kitten now? I did wonder about the fact Himself is ancient and I'm ill...wondered whether it was fair on the kittens. But we can't think like that...we'd never get out of bed!

[starveycat in reply to Hidden]

I am still struggling with the wild cat have been for nearly 3 years daft animal. She will now feed in the kitchen with the back door open and comes into the living for her sweeties but we have to remain stock still. I want her to come in so I can shut the back door as its b cold early morning, did it once and she went bonkers hey ho I will just keep trying ♥♥♥

[Hidden]

Hi a kitten by itself is bad enough for causing mischief but I had 2 together years ago. They would race round the flat playing tag, and chase each other through newspapers and up the net curtains, then they would race round again.

But at night one would sleep in my hair and paw it purring like a loon in one ear, and the other would wrap herself round my neck purring into my other ear. x

[Hidden in reply to Hidden]

Molly does that...curls round my shoulders and purrs in my ear...can't help but love them!

[grannyjan]

Oooh aren't they just lovely......afterwards!! Our cats used to open the kitchen cupboards and get the pasta shells all over, or open the fridge and pinch the cooked ham!!!!!!! Little bugger s they were. But we loved them x

[Hidden in reply to grannyjan]

Oh heavens...perhaps I ought to get child locks for everything!

[Magpuss]

Living in your house sounds such fun, think I'd be constantly laughing and coughing!

[Hidden in reply to Magpuss]

The kittens have really been such a blessing in many ways...given us a new lease of life...laughing can be a bit of a problem can't it...lol

[mmzetor]

think its a funny day for pets to be naughty jet the pup lab chewed my glass up with in two mins this afternoon and I mean chewed frames no good lenses scratched with teeth marks do have an older pair so used them just put them be side me on the bed quick as a flash he grabbed them managed to get them back before he ruined them too but got scratches on lens now ,

[Hidden in reply to mmzetor]

That wouldn't have made me laugh...can't see a thing without my specs!

[mmzetor in reply to Hidden]

he was called a different name to jet for several hours ,

[snappy1]

Kittens don't you just love them little bundles of mischief then they grow up to be haughty and bossy

[Hidden in reply to snappy1]

Molly already looks down her nose!

[Hidden]

So funny, know I should t laugh but can't help it . They have definitely become part of your family.

[Hidden in reply to Hidden]

Don't mind if you laugh...we do!

[Lolly2]

Molly & Murphy sound wonderfully normal hectic kittens. I am jealous...I'd love a kitten right now, but we are allowing our old lad (15+ years) with a bad back, to have his later years quietly.

I think he is missing our geriatric cat who died in January, and he has taken to 'sitting beside' a village cat who visits from time to time.

Enjoy the babies while you can! x

[Hidden in reply to Lolly2]

You do have to think about your existing pets don't you? Millie and Bobby don't bother with the kittens...it's Eilis who can be a total pain...I do think much of her problem is jealousy.

[2malinka]

Makes me smile just thinking about them. They sound like hard work but well worth it!

Take care

Malinka

[Hidden in reply to 2malinka]

We love them both to bits!

[warwickstag]

Please tell us about Himself and the nail varnish.

[Hidden in reply to warwickstag]

There are some things better kept private...lol

[Snodgrass]

Spent 5 minutes visualising it all and remembering other idiocies. My older son arrived home for weekend from Sheffield with 2 tiny kittens he had taken from a man who was drowning them in a bucket. Within 2 weeks they were well and their main game was running up the floor length curtains and tight rope walking along the curtain pole. The first sunny day showed little rays coming through the curtains and of course the little holes turned into bigger.

[Hidden in reply to Snodgrass]

Drowning kittens indeed! Bet the ones your son saved had a really good life...even if they did make the curtains a bit holey!

[Snodgrass]

The pig only agreed to hand them over when he was threatened with his head in the bucket so he agreed to hand over 2 that Saturday and then the other 2 the following Saturday. So then there were 4!

[Hidden in reply to Snodgrass]

I was thinking I'd have rammed his head in the bucket...so you ended up with four kittens...bet you began to dread your son coming home...lol