Snoodles: Drive-By Artist

Since my grandmother’s death last month, her cat Snoodles has become part of our household, which in turn has become more of an asylum. The two previously resident cats are not keen on the new addition, and for a month now they’ve been trying their best to avoid and deny his existence. However, Snoodles is anything but inconspicuous.

He’s only four and still has quite a bit of kitten in him, attacking anything that moves and inviting the other two to play with side swipes and drive-bys—sneak attacks at high-speed that provide Snoodles the opportunity to touch another cat very quickly while on the move. I think Snoodles hopes that the cat receiving the drive-by will chase him and play.

The response to Snoodles’ attempts at feline interaction is anything but playful or even mildly tolerant. Instead, he usually receives warning growls, hisses, and kangaroo punches. Often, our little girl kitty gives Snoodles a big mean hiss and then turns tail and runs away. She fails to realize that this makes him chase her, inevitably to a spot where she is securely cornered. Then she pulls out her DOA moves and things get really ugly.

They each have their own areas to eat, drink, and potty, but of course snooping the other’s space is always of great intrigue. Sometimes, they all need a time out and get sent to their rooms for quiet reflection and hopefully a chance to gain some calm. Well, it makes me feel better if nothing else.

It’s only been five weeks that Snoodles has been here, so I hold out hope that things will get better. I’m probably delusional. My loving and supportive husband, a die-hard animal lover like myself, is less hopeful (or delusional) than I. This morning he suggested that they all need kitty Prozac so we can enjoy a more peaceful environment. This would be a last resort, but I have to admit, the notion is becoming very attractive.

As I watch the cats, I see a vague parallel to our existence as writers. We want to be near the previously successful writers, to interact with them and befriend them in the hope that we too can achieve some goodness in our careers. Those that are already established probably find us annoying if we get too close or are in their space too much. Any scrap of attention, any clue they throw our way is most welcome and craved.

IN strives to accommodate some of that highly-desired interaction, affording the more established writers the opportunity to socialize at a comfortable distance with other writers who are eager to learn and progress their own careers. I believe the more established writers also enjoy this interaction once they give it a shot. How could it not feel good to know that you are able to nurture someone else through sharing your own experience?

First published by Inkwell Newswatch (IN)

© Julie Pierce and Julie’s Writing Portfolio, 2005-2011.

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