Feline in therapy: Jeckle and Hyde

I don't know what's wrong with me. Just gave Ellen a big cuddle, then sunk my teeth into her wrist. I couldn't help it!

Maybe I really do need therapy.

A word from Chenna . . .

Welcome to my blog. Ellen thinks it will help me understand myself better. She keeps telling me my behaviour is socially unacceptable. But isn't a cat supposed to hiss, bite and scratch? Wouldn't you get grumpy if you got dragged to the vet every second month? I don't think I'm abnormal. When I'm not sleeping I stare out windows, or eat, or stalk the perimeter of the garden to make sure there are no intruders. You know, typical cat stuff. I only attack people sometimes. But read on and judge for yourself . . .

PS Ellen may rue the day she made me do this. If therapy she wants, then therapy she'll get. (Devilcat indeed!)