Blaise Bonnell Blog

“Dogs have masters, but cats have staff”

Our cats are completely baffled by Blaise’s arrival! Its funny, actually. They circle our feet repeatedly, rub against our legs, turn their heads and perk their ears as if to ask,  ‘who is this tiny intruder that has sent our delicately structured pecking order on its end?’ Both of the cats cry if we exit the room with the baby in our arms, they paw at the door of the closed nursery, they still try to claim their spots in our king size bed, acting rebuffed and disrupted when Blaise bothers their typically uneventful nights.

Neither of the cats have showed interest in the bassinet or crib (my biggest fear quelched). They are intrigued by his tiny toes peaking out from my arms during feedings. They investigate Blaise in the swing, sniff his head. They cock their ears when he whimpers, then scatter for higher ground when he wails ;-0

Bastian refuses to give up her place in our bed. She’s resigned to join the growing family, rather than be shirked to the foot, or worse, the floor!! Simon acts aloof… pretends he couldn’t be bothered. Problem is… he can’t hide his distraught demeanor when he wants nothing more than to be mommy’s center of attention once again. Sorry ole friend! I love you… but you are no longer “our baby” ;-}

I’m sure that Blaise will have loyal feline friends as he grows… or “frenemies” as he learns to crawl and chase and pull hair. Should be fun!!