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May. 9th, 2007 07:23 pmMeet Sally!
Sally is 2 weeks old. She was the first kitten in her litter to open her eyes, to pick up her head. She's the littlest, but does not allow her big brothers to push her away at food time. She harasses them! And she already thinks she is the boss of people. She is clearly a couple ounces of double-pawed calico trouble, and she is soon to be miiiiiine.
A co-worker got a cat and then found out it was pregnant. She mentioned in passing that she had a calico female baby, and I was all 'aaw, yays, but I can't have another kitten. No, I can't. NO. NO KITTEN. Tell me more? Oh man, so cute. No. No kittens. Jack the Cat is too much of an idiot for a kitten. So...calico, you say? Oh, double paws? Double paws. Really. No. No.' But it was pretty much just like when I was saying I wasn't going to do RPS for a new band. My resistance lasted about as long as an ice cube on a hot plate.
To be fair to me, I've been longing for another cat for quite some time. We've always had two cats and a dog, so it was hard for me to have no pets, and then weird to have just one. Plus! Also! We had a plan!
Jack the Cat is a black/white tuxedo kitty named for Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas, and he originally belonged to my sister, for those that don't know his life story already. He was born and lived in Hawaii until he was about 18 months old, and then my sister was getting a divorce and had to move out of her apartment and just couldn't keep him. We agreed that I'd take him. Poor dude came off the plane from Hawaii into Massachusetts in November and he just hasn't been right since. *grins* I think he is so demanding now because he thought he was going to FREEZE to DEATH those first months.
From the day Trisha got him, we'd been talking about how one day he would have a patchwork sweetheart named Sally, just like Jack Skellington. I thought I'd wait until he had grown out of his idiot phase but now he's 3 years old and really. Really, he's pretty much going to be like this forever, I've come to accept. I started to think that maybe if he had a friend, he'd be happier, and then L. started talking about Sally, and I just. Melted.
So I made the decision yesterday and now it is all about waiting impatiently for the next 6 weeks to pass so that Sally can come show Jack it was meant to be. :) I'm SO excited. Expect picspam!
Sally is 2 weeks old. She was the first kitten in her litter to open her eyes, to pick up her head. She's the littlest, but does not allow her big brothers to push her away at food time. She harasses them! And she already thinks she is the boss of people. She is clearly a couple ounces of double-pawed calico trouble, and she is soon to be miiiiiine.
A co-worker got a cat and then found out it was pregnant. She mentioned in passing that she had a calico female baby, and I was all 'aaw, yays, but I can't have another kitten. No, I can't. NO. NO KITTEN. Tell me more? Oh man, so cute. No. No kittens. Jack the Cat is too much of an idiot for a kitten. So...calico, you say? Oh, double paws? Double paws. Really. No. No.' But it was pretty much just like when I was saying I wasn't going to do RPS for a new band. My resistance lasted about as long as an ice cube on a hot plate.
To be fair to me, I've been longing for another cat for quite some time. We've always had two cats and a dog, so it was hard for me to have no pets, and then weird to have just one. Plus! Also! We had a plan!
Jack the Cat is a black/white tuxedo kitty named for Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas, and he originally belonged to my sister, for those that don't know his life story already. He was born and lived in Hawaii until he was about 18 months old, and then my sister was getting a divorce and had to move out of her apartment and just couldn't keep him. We agreed that I'd take him. Poor dude came off the plane from Hawaii into Massachusetts in November and he just hasn't been right since. *grins* I think he is so demanding now because he thought he was going to FREEZE to DEATH those first months.
From the day Trisha got him, we'd been talking about how one day he would have a patchwork sweetheart named Sally, just like Jack Skellington. I thought I'd wait until he had grown out of his idiot phase but now he's 3 years old and really. Really, he's pretty much going to be like this forever, I've come to accept. I started to think that maybe if he had a friend, he'd be happier, and then L. started talking about Sally, and I just. Melted.
So I made the decision yesterday and now it is all about waiting impatiently for the next 6 weeks to pass so that Sally can come show Jack it was meant to be. :) I'm SO excited. Expect picspam!
