Chum is mad

He's on the war path today. It's scary living in a house with a cat that gets so angry. He peed on my scarf, and sprayed my laundry basket of clothes. We were out of town for almost 2 weeks and this is what happens upon our return. He also slapped a sleeping Wrigs on the face as he walked by. He's soooo mad at us, the dog, some pillows, just the world in general. I feel bad that he gets so worked up because we left but really, we're home now, all is good, why can't he just accept it?? And it pisses me off that he only pees on MY stuff. I'm not saying I WANT him to pee on Tom's stuff but why am I always the one to get the backlash of his anger??? I'm the one who worries about him non stop, leaving sticky notes in every nook and cranny of the house for our pet sitter to make sure he is safe and comfortable but yet, I get the shaft.

Speaking of shaft, about 2 months ago Chum had a little incident. I didn't mention it on here because I was really worried about him but now that he's ok I'll type away. He has been on his bear A LOT lately and one night after a love fest I noticed Chum was walking funny, like he had a rod up his ass or something. When I tried to see what was wrong he growled and slapped me. And anytime Tom or I would walk by he would growl and hiss, he was really upset. The next morning he was still walking funny and then he laid down and stuck his leg up in the air and I noticed his peep was sticking out. This is not unusual after he's on his bear but he hadn't been on his bear, he was just laying down. And he was still walking funny and VERY upset. A couple hours later I noticed him trying to lay down and he was having a hard time moving and when he finally settled, up went his leg again and there was his peep, bright and red. And he also stopped peeing in the litter box, he would pee on the couch (still covered in a shower curtain) but right next to the litter box. I think I mentioned we have a litter box on top of the couch. Anyway, I called the vet and explained that I think his peep was somehow stuck and she called in a prescription for him and within the first dose he was better. He was on medication for a month and all seems ok in that department now, but he's on that damn bear soooo much that I'm afraid it's going to happen again. I have to make sure the part of the bear that he humps (which is usually the rump, right under the tail) is clean so he doesn't get an infection or anything. Too bad they don't make kitty condoms. It's like preventing an STD.

I never thought I'd have to worry about this with a CAT.

It's funny, sometimes, I can actually feel my hairs turning gray. No kidding.