Topsy has a reprieve, and Ken has a webcam!

It was a busy Saturday for us. I had a personal care job at 9.30 am, and straight after that I accompanied Ken to his chiropractor for his 11.15 appointment. From there we went to the Cat Protection Society to seek their advice about Topsy. One of the volunteer staff spoke to one of their vets, then she came over to advise us. She told us that female cats were often more 'feisty' than male cats, and that she had a female cat with a similar nature to Topsy. She confirmed that if we did bring Topsy back to them she would probably be put to sleep, as with an unpredictable nature it would not be possible to re-house her. She suggested that we take her to either our vet, or a cat behavioural specialist in Melbourne, who had a good record with helping people sort out their pussy problems :-) Apparently there is medication of several kinds available that will calm animals, and often only one course of treatment is needed to sort them out permanently.

As Ken and I really don't want to have an animal die just because we can't cope with her sometimes, and punishing her is not a good option, our next course of action will be to call this specialist next week to make an appointment. Hopefully it will be of help. Poor Puss. I'm sure she knows what is being said about her. Since last Sunday when she bit me, she has been looking at us with such a worried expression on her little face, and she has been staying inside more, instead of wailing to go outside all the time.

After spending another hour at the Cat Protection Society, cuddling all the kittens and visiting the outdoors older cat enclosures, we headed for the shops to look at webcams. Nicole and I have been chatting online late at night and as she has a webcam, I have been able to see and hear her on my PC. Ken was wondering whose voice he could hear, and when he came to investigate, he was intrigued by the idea of being able to talk and see someone on the internet. So being a man, of course he had to have this new piece of technology! We found a little Logitech model for $60 and as soon as we got home, Ken installed it on his laptop. (My six year old PC can't handle the new technology and I'm not interested in adding upgrades to it). Nicole was online when Ken got ours working, and there was great excitement in both households for a few minutes, while Nic, Chris and the Chickens waved at us, and Ken and I waved back! Ken finally got the microphone working too, so Nic and I were able to talk to each other as well later on. What fun this Internet thing is. Who among us Baby Boomers could ever have imagined such things? Not me, that's for sure.