*SIGH* This is too much. I must pee on the bed.
Trying to work at home when your fat cat is being extra needy…and also “kneady”. THOSE CLAWS.
Mom gave me this bed spread for Christmas. She and dad got It while they were on one of their mission trips. I forget if this is from Jerusalem or Tibet or some other place. This is Demo and Anya expressing their approval last night. Not pictured here is Shana who I caught sleeping on the bed when I got home today from work. I had been keeping her outside the house for the time being since she’s still new and hasn’t been properly introduced to the resident kitty royalty. I guess she decided to introduce herself. They’re still wary of her. Hopefully they all adjust to each other soon.
Two nights ago, I noticed this tiny, terrified little thing on our street outside my neighbor’s. I figured that she had just somehow been separated from her mom so I decided to leave her be. Later that night, she started making her way into our garage, and eventually into the kitchen. I took her back out to the street several times, hopeful that her mom would come back for her, but she just kept coming back. I guess it’s true that cats choose you.
This was taken the morning before her first vet appointment. She was dewormed, and later that afternoon, I gave her her first bath, and applied some flea medication. She’s proving to have quite a healthy appetite, and is quite quick on her feet. I decided to name her Shana after Shosanna in Inglourious Basterds since she sure can run, and I think she has the same survivor’s spirit. I can’t wait to get her to a nice, healthy weight.
The fiercest kitty of them all