Neurosis: Any of various mental or emotional disorders, such as hypochondria or neurasthenia, arising from no apparent organic lesion or change and involving symptoms such as insecurity, anxiety, depression, and irrational fears, but without psychotic symptoms such as delusions or hallucinations.
Neurotic: Beemer.
Beemer used to be so independent. Affectionate, but independent. He loved hanging out with Baby. I guess part of it was Lis picking up the slack. No, I won’t let him sleep on my head, or anywhere near my face for that matter.
Now he is just on me all the time. It’s like having a clinging baby all over again, well, without the diapers 😛 I have no idea what is going on, he’s so needy. He sits on me and keeps creeping closer to my face, reaches out to pat me (which doesn’t go over too big since he has never learned to retract his claws). I go to the bathroom, he follows, I go to the kitchen, he follows, I go to bed, he follows. First I have to some how get out from under him though. He’s driving me crazy!
And then there’s poor baby. Beemer used to just take care of him, because Baby was, well, a baby. Now the only time he even acknowledges him is either when he wants to fight or erm…breed. Here’s the thing, Beemer has been fixed for years but doesn’t seem to know it. Not to mention that Baby is also a male. So when he isn’t on me, I’m having to constantly threaten him with loss of life if he doesn’t leave Baby alone. I do love him but I’m ready for a cat-free vacation.
Girls, don’t expect me to be a tolerant granny to your lil babies. I did my job and I am afraid I may be more inclined to act like Helga the horrible. No more dealing with clinging, fighting, crying creatures, I clearly have no patience or compassion left for that.
And don’t even be thinking of laughing…I’m serious!
