Cat Chaos...

(This is Freddy on the left an Lilo on the right)

Yesterday our new cats arrived "in the hood"...

These are two small anxious little beings who try to figure out where they have landed now, after all...
My daughter is so excited, that she is trying to gain any sort of attention from them. But the new environment obviously scares them. They moan "meow" around the room sometimes and hide unter Tables or even the cupboard. These periods are interrupted by curoiusly sniffing around, playing and food intake.

My daughter slept in the room where the kitties were supposed to stay at night and she was darn tired this morning, because those little ones have kept her busy through parts of the night and also devastated parts of our living room ...

But when seeing those little anxious cats I was reminded of something I experienced some 13 years ago...

I spent 10 years of my life in a christian cult, where intimidation and manipulation where the means to enforce the weird ideas of the cult leader. The cult now resides in New Zealand and is still active. I managed to leave the cult in a solemn moment of rational brigtness and am one of the few who left the group and had the luck to take my family with me. But when I came back to Germany again, I felt the same as my little kitties do now.

- Anxious about the environment.
- Carefully sniffing around and trying to gain some food.
- Fearful in any kind of relationship and mistrusting to any sort of human being except own family members.

Now, having lived nearly 13 years from this timespot I have gone through serious crisises (is that word written right?) and therapies, but today I can look back and say that leaving that cult was the best thing to do and that starting over from zero again is no bad experience at all (tough beans, though)...

My little kitties, I can understand you so good...
But you may trust us... We love you so much...

P.S.: My wife will have to do a lot of cleaning work today, because of the chaos the little ones (my daughter included) left behind... Thanks for doing so, luv... :-)

UPDATE: When I came home, the whole family spent 6 hours looking for our small "Lilo" who seemed to be dissappeared in the house. At ten o'clock in the morning she managed to sneak out of the living room where she was supposed to stay for a while to get accomodated to our house and family. But she had other plans...She just hid away...
After lifting any carpet, looking in (nearly) every corner in the house (under the beds, in all cabinets, in the washing machine,...etc..), we were able to spot her in an 8 cm cavity unter the frist step of our stairs. She was just sitting there for the past ten hours and didn't do anything. No "meow" no srcatch no nothing. In front of that cavity there was a lot of "storage" that was placed underneath the staircase space which we had to remove before even being able to see her. My wife was the only one who insisted on taking all that "stuff" out of that space in order to find the little fugitive ("This is the last psosible spot where she could be..."). What a relief it was to see this little scared one sitting there.

Strangely, she seeemed to have infected her brother "Freddy" with her fear as soon as she was returned to the living room, where "Freddy" already was sleeping on the sofa, loudly purring, savouring an extending crawl from my daughter. As soon as he had contact with "Lilo" he became stranger to us again. He started hiding and was highly alert which he ceased to be before "Lilo" entered the room...

Oh boy,...what else will we undergo with those little fellas....

(This is the allegory on the state of my nervous condition...)