So I said I got a little jerk kitten for Bailey, right? Well needless to say Bailey has hated him from day one. He's just a cranky old man (14!) and he'd rather not be bothered. Jax on the other hand is a bit crazy. When I got Jake and Bailey, they were about 6 months old and so sweet. They slept all the time, they cuddled. They were the perfect kittens. I'm pretty sure Jax was broken. First, I adopted him from a rescue who gave him a clean bill of health. I took him to my vet the next day to find ring worm, and intestinal infection, and an upper respiratory infection. Oh, and he had fleas. He was a dirty little thing but he was so stinkin cute. He never sat still long enough to get any good pictures, but you can see the spot on his face and the tips of his ears where the ring worm was.
This meant forcing a syringe full of gross, sticky medicine down his throat everyday for a month, and flea bombing the house and Bailey. He's also a biter. If I'm not petting him how he wants, or if it's 1am and I'm not laying with him how he wants, he makes sure to let me know by biting the crap out of me.
The thing is, I'm not sure he knows he's a cat. He makes the weirdest sounds, and he plays fetch. It's his absolute favorite thing to do. He has this little stuffed sock I've had forever, and he runs around with it in his mouth. He'll bring it to me in bed, I'll throw it and he takes off to get it. He'll bring it right back to me and drop it by my hand. He'll do it for as long as you'll play with him, and of course if I stop before he's ready he makes sure to let me know by biting me.
But then there are the times he snuggles up to Bailey when he's sleeping and he seems so sweet. Of course Bailey has to be asleep first, and there's a good chance that if he wakes up Jax will end up on the floor, but for the little bit of time they're both sleeping I couldn't ask for better "kids".
This meant forcing a syringe full of gross, sticky medicine down his throat everyday for a month, and flea bombing the house and Bailey. He's also a biter. If I'm not petting him how he wants, or if it's 1am and I'm not laying with him how he wants, he makes sure to let me know by biting the crap out of me.
The thing is, I'm not sure he knows he's a cat. He makes the weirdest sounds, and he plays fetch. It's his absolute favorite thing to do. He has this little stuffed sock I've had forever, and he runs around with it in his mouth. He'll bring it to me in bed, I'll throw it and he takes off to get it. He'll bring it right back to me and drop it by my hand. He'll do it for as long as you'll play with him, and of course if I stop before he's ready he makes sure to let me know by biting me.
But then there are the times he snuggles up to Bailey when he's sleeping and he seems so sweet. Of course Bailey has to be asleep first, and there's a good chance that if he wakes up Jax will end up on the floor, but for the little bit of time they're both sleeping I couldn't ask for better "kids".
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