Bald

Photo of Princess, a seal-point ragdoll cat, lying on a cat tower. Caption reads: "I've got a bald patch now!"

Bald by Princess Cat

I have a bald patch now.

This is how it happened.  I always hated grooming, and would fight and run away.

Then the human got the thinning comb, and used to to trim my floof.  I was more comfortable even though weather was really hot. I started to wonder if all of the grooming was to make me more comfortable, not just the human being silly. 

Then the upstairs human came down and told us how Debbie loves being groomed.  I know Debbie is older than me, but she’s half my size. (She’s got a bit bigger while she’s been living upstairs, the humans think it’s because she can eat as much as she wants now.)  I thought if that tiny cat can be brave about grooming, maybe I can too.

So instead of fighting, I started staying still for grooming.  I even rolled over so the human could do my tummy.  

Do you know, if you’re not fighting or running away, the detangling comb feels like scratchies? It’s nice.  It’s very tickley on though, so I still do wiggle, even though I purr.  

I didn’t try to run away when the human cut out some of my knots.  It wasn’t as bad as I always thought it was.  Scissors don’t hurt,  and when I stayed still the human didn’t act scared.  I think maybe I was scared because she was scared because I struggled and she thought she might cut me. If I stay still, it’s not frightening at all, for either of us.

Then the human said, “Maybe we can do the big one?”  

I had one really big matt in my hair.  Every time the human tried to cut it, I would run away.  When she tried to comb it out, I would struggle and run away.  That knot got huge!

Well I stayed still, mostly, and the human started cutting. We stopped for a break half way through because I was tired of staying still and the human had a sore back from bending over me.   After we both had a rest, we tried again, and the human got almost all of the knot out. (There’s a tiny bit left, but not much. I’m sure we can get rid of that easily.)

The human showed me the big knot.  She said it was not hair any more; it was felt. She said it was no wonder combing wasn’t getting it out. She said it was almost enough to make another whole cat. I think it would have been a small cat, maybe a kitten. 

Anyway, since the human had to cut under the patch of felt, I have a big bald patch.  

The human said not to worry, my hair will grow back.

It’s still really hot anyway, so my bald patch doesn’t really bother me.

Princess, a sealpoint ragdoll cat.

Princess

Princess is a seal-point ragdoll cat. Her hobbies include naps, waking the human in the middle of the night, tummy tickles, knocking things off shelves, evading grooming, and petty theft (stealing paintbrushes, pincushions, etc.) Her special skills include jingle ball and fluffy mouse chasing. Her key goal in life is to be adored by everyone, but not actually touched unless she specifically requests it. She is never allowed outside, partly to protect wildlife, partly to keep debris out of her hair, and mostly because she is so naïve she wouldn’t survive five minutes outside. Also known as Pretty Kitty and Snuggle Cat.


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By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.

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