I suppose that could sound like a mid life crisis! But it isn't. It is the fruit of Jody saving a kitty from the yard cat at work. This kitty wandered in from who knows where, and he's here to stay with us. He's the little one there.
His name is Jack. He spent a few weeks at the nursery, getting up to snuff with shots and being fed and human contact. We were concerned that Taylor's cat Panda, might not take to Jack, who at the time was named Lil C. So we first put C in Taylor's room to acclimate to the smells and so on. Then after a few days we sat in the romm and let him run around. He finally got around to climbing on us, and then he was playing with panda under the door, and despite the initail hissings of feeling dispalced, Panda realized she had a playmate.
Gee, thanks folks.
Panda seems to put up with it, and we all know that eventually Jack will grow up and not play as much. Panda has the weight, but Jack has relentless energy. He cuddles, likes to climb on a face at 0300 hours, and drop his wet cold nose on the face. It's too cute to get annoyed at. Well, for the most part anyway. Jack has been climbing in the Christmas tree, skootches all over the place, and will cuddle on his terms and time. Future posts with weird spacings and spellings are indicationsd Jack has made it to the keyboard.
He is quite cute, and we are glad to have him.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
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