Crazy Cats

A strange day today. I'm at my parent's house in DC because my sister is recovering from a rather serious horseback riding accident that she had on Sunday. She broke several bones in her face, including her eye socket, her collarbone in three places, and her ring finger. She's pretty much immobilized as a result, and my mother has needed some help picking her up and putting her back down. Plus, my sister and I are very close and it was important to me to be here to spend time with her and see for myself that she was OK.

Anyway, my sister has a cat, named Coco, who lives here with my parents. My mother has been giving her an appetite stimulant that has an added bonus of making her really friendly. She's normally a very skittish cat who darts away when you try to pet her, hides if you look at her the wrong way, and spends most of her time in the basement away from all the other cats. The appetite stimulant has made her into a whole new cat - she's not scared, she spends time hanging out with us, and she's always purring and meowing. But it seems like it has gone too far, and she's been acting very strangely since yesterday. Attacking the other cats, and even our two dogs, one of whom is about 20 times her size at least! We took her to the vet and he told us to stop the stimulant - but tonight just now there was a huge cat fight, instigated by her. It was really scary - we've had cats my whole life and I've never seen anything like it. She attacked two of our larger cats, Smacky and Suicide, who are actually her sons, and I was seriously afraid she was going to kill one of them. I had to throw a tray at them to get them to stop fighting. After it was over, the two cats she attacked (they're both twice her size) were so scared that they peed. We've got her locked in the bathroom now in the hopes that she calms down overnight.

That was pretty much the major event of my day. Today was a rest day, which I needed - my knees were bothering me yesterday, but they're feeling back to normal. Tomorrow I plan on running 2.25 miles early, then I'm driving up to Philadelphia to clean up my old apartment and to get some furniture that wouldn't fit in my new house. Hoping I can sleep, since I'm so worried about Coco and her strange behavior!