The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

One of our cats is absolutely terrified of our upstairs shower. For the first several years we had this cat, only guests would use it and she would need go near them. She does not trust strangers. But my son and his partner moved in with us this summer. Recently, the cat has been sleeping in their linen closet (in their bathroom). My son started the shower the other day and she came flying down two flights of stair in utter panic. My son and his partner spent 15 minutes calming her back down. But she's too stupid not to go back to sleep in their linen closet, so it's going to happen again.
 
Barring brain damage, cats are never stupid. Might she have experienced an actual trauma in that room?
One of our cats is absolutely terrified of our upstairs shower. For the first several years we had this cat, only guests would use it and she would need go near them. She does not trust strangers. But my son and his partner moved in with us this summer. Recently, the cat has been sleeping in their linen closet (in their bathroom). My son started the shower the other day and she came flying down two flights of stair in utter panic. My son and his partner spent 15 minutes calming her back down. But she's too stupid not to go back to sleep in their linen closet, so it's going to happen again.
 
Two of our cats (the boys) follow us around the house (well, when they're awake). We might do something interesting, you know. They won't follow me into the bathroom. They'll follow my wife into the bathroom then freak out when she turns on the water. She usually kicks them out first, but now and then one will sneak in without her noticing.
 
Barring brain damage, cats are never stupid. Might she have experienced an actual trauma in that room?
I have had many cats over the many decades with a wide range of problem solving skills. Only two have i described as dumb. She is a rescue. Having been a street kitten in Miami. Maybe she sustained brain damage in those early months. But she is easily confused and has no memory of potential problems. And is absolutely obsessed with the other cat’s big fluffy tail. She loves to bury her face in that tail, much to the annoyance of the other cat
 
The cat that was exclusively mine was an honorary dog. Smart... oh gawd, smart. I've talked about her in this very thread. She knew her name and would come to it, and she had her own name for me. Sort of fearless, although when we went out for walks - on a slack leash - she stuck to Daddy and would jump up onto my shoulders if she'd had enough.

I really do miss that cat. She chose me at the animal shelter she was adopted from, and was a devoted friend during the time in my life I needed one.

Yes, tears.
 
I get to spend the night at the hospital again! Yaaaaaay.

But this time they know what's wrong with me (abscess) and can actually treat the issue instead of just throwing all of the antibiotics at me and hoping.
 
I get to spend the night at the hospital again! Yaaaaaay.

But this time they know what's wrong with me (abscess) and can actually treat the issue instead of just throwing all of the antibiotics at me and hoping.
Good luck. I hope they really do manage to treat you and you can finally feel healthy for a while.
 
Dinner was cornbread and a soup of ham, beans and greens. Now I'm full and I can sit back, listen to an indie Christmas songs channel, and digest (and write this post).

I got a bunch of collard greens at the grocery store for the soup, and they weren't in great shape (wilted and light-colored). I used the better half of the bunch and filled in with greens cut from the broccolini still growing in the garden. It's hard to tell the difference between the broccolini leaves and collards, but the broccolini was in way better shape.
 
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