The curse of the horny kitten

This cat-raising business is not for the faint of heart, you guys. Daniel and I had a HELL of a weekend dealing with little Miss Pixel being on heat. Like on the hottest of heat.

Let me start at the beginning.

We have a kitty named Pixel, if you don’t know that by now you must be new here. Hi.

She’s the baby in our home (and will remain so for quite some time – sorry, Dad).

She’s cute and fluffly and she’s 9 months old now. We hadn’t had her sterilised up until this point because she’s an indoor cat and there didn’t seem to be any rush.

Up until now.

My word

Neither Daniel or I had dealt with a cat in heat ever before. Pixel is my first cat and Daniel’s previous cats had never gotten the chance to be in heat at all. I’ve had MANY dogs but none of them were crazy like this. So when the madness started, we were both sort of caught off guard.

Pixel is not a talkative cat by any stretch. She chats when you’re dishing her food and that’s about it. Sometimes she lets you know when she’s going to use the litter box. TMI all over the place. Anyway, when the insane chirping, meowing and yoweling started, D and I were thrown. Was Pixel sick? Was she bored? Was she hurt? Nope. Horny. Pixel was horny.

She yoweled. She moaned. She rolled. Bumped against things. Did this weird little walk where she kept putting her butt in the air. And then she meowed and yoweled and moaned some more. Constantly. I mean, constantly. Like not one moment of peace. Not one.

I was torn between being annoyed (because OMG shut up!), being sad (because I can’t help) and being concerned (Is this normal??).

After trying to calm her down with an immense amount of pets, feeding her and playing with her to tire her out (none of which worked) I brought out the trusty crate.

The crate is Pixel’s favourite thing in the world (after her starfish toy) which is actually her travelling crate. We had packed it away a couple of months ago to clear up some space and I think she’s missed it.

Basically, the only thing that calmed down this insane cat for a few hours was putting her in the crate with her blanket and starfish, pulling a blanket over the crate and leaving her alone. She would fall right to sleep and was noticeably less on edge. I felt bad at first but after some research (thanks, Google) I found out that a cat on heat is VERY anxious so being in a confined space, where there isn’t much visual stimulation and the temperature is cool, is a huge relief.

And that’s how we survived this weekend. She’d let us know when she wanted to eat or pee by giving us a little meow, we’d let her out for a while and then the madness would start again.

It was quite a relief to have some peace and quiet this morning. And she’s now been booked for THE SURGERY on the 19th of August.

U71Ms

DUN DUN DUUUUN

I’m just glad to have my kitten back. Gonna snuggle the heck out of her tonight. She deserves some love after her stressful weekend.

Have you guys dealt with cats in heat? What did you do? Help me out!

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