I’m on the last day of housesitting and I’m on the couch at G & A’s place.

They have three cats. A kitten, a slighly older cat and an older cat again. Of the three, I like the oldest cat: she doesn’t bother me.

I’m resenting the kitten and the middle cat though. Really badly. I’m actually annoyed at them both and just want them to leave me the hell alone.

And I have absolutely no idea why.

This started when I got my cold on Friday. Car Accident, Cold. Go figure.

I just didn’t want them to be anywhere near me. Now I feel really irritated when they try to sit on me, bleat at me, and do all those things that cute cats do.

I miss my cat. She and I have an arrangement. I feed her and she hangs around. When we want to be around each other, we are and that’s fine by both of us.

I’m not doing any more housesitting this year, that’s for sure. Very bored with it.

This resentment toward two perfectly nice cats gives me pause for thought. I just can’t work-out where it’s coming from. I let the kitten sit on my lap earlier before finally feeling so weird about it that I had to lift him off and put him on the floor. I just didn’t want him on me, or anywhere near me.

Maybe it’s a secondary issue related to the car accident. Or I’m just not liking these cats.

Or perhaps it’s proof that I wouldn’t be any good with kids on a long-term.

Time will reveal what this actually is.