A Day in the Life

Somebody must have told the kitten I'm not a big fan. She's trying to win me over. Awakened by a 6:30 a.m. Sunday alarm, a little early afternoon quiet time proved irresistible. My best efforts to make it through another chapter of a thoroughly entertaining book were rebuffed by the comfort of a well-worn couch and an eerily soothing thunderstorm.
At some point my siesta was disturbed by three furries climbing on top of me, all fearful of the clmatological clamour rattling the windows. The dog was alternately begging for attention and panting/ pacing.
Old Fat Cat seems finally to have accepted that the kitten won't be going away, so they are forging a feline friendship.
As for me, the nap was worth experiencing. I can kind of see a redeeming quality or two in the young cat, particularly when she's still and needy. She still has a long way to go, though, to convince me that she's worth the trouble.

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A Beautiful Friendship?

The newest resident of our home is not making herself welcome. My wife's kitten is driving me insane. Being a kitten, there are many things in her nature which can put an occasional contrarian like me off kilter.
We won't talk about all the hiss fights as the old fat cat adjusts to the unrelenting presence of this fuzzy interloper.
Neither will we discuss the sometimes subtle but always annoying damage to furniture and baseboards caused by young claws.
We can discuss sleep loss. The kitten, it turns out, is an early riser. She also likes to chase her tail. She also likes the lady who brought her into the house. If you're a kitten, how do you combine these three things? By chasing your tail early in the morning on top of the lady. If you're me and you're sleeping beside the lady, you have a tendency to let your inner contrarian emerge.
The little thing is cute and she's apparently won over at least one member of the household. If she hopes to stick around for the long haul, though, there's still work to do. The numerator in that cuteness over annoyance fraction needs to rise dramatically. Otherwise, Daddy's gonna be cranky.

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Life Goes On

3rd anniversary
Originally uploaded by Darrell

The Happy Couple had a succesfful anniversary weekend. We took them to dinner at a popular Mexican Place and smiles were easy to come by. Interesting twist, though: Her parents joined us. This was the first time in three years of happy couplehood that we had done that. I have to admit to some pre-dinner trepidation. I said to my wife, "This is unprecedented. You don't think there's going to be some kind of announcement do you?" She just stared at me in stunned silence for a few minutes and never actually reponded.
Thankfully, dinner was just dinner. There was a nice band nearby, so we enjoyed the company and the music, celebrated a little and then moved on.
The raccoons are still with us, but there's a new star of our show. Her name is Delilah. Yes, there's another mouth to feed and another vet bill to pay. This one is so young she doesn't even meow, she just squeaks. She's terribly cute and I'm sure she will be a beautiful cat.
The 11-year-old previously established house cat has yet to accept her, but at least she's not feigning indifference. She mostly stares at the kitten and occasionally hisses.
I have to admit I'm having a hard time resisting the ongoing urge each time i see the kitten to say "Hey There, Delilah."
The dog has gone into some kind of emotional bunker. Surrounded by raccoons and cats, she seems dedicated to accepting attention when she can get it while steadfastly guarding the food.
Otherwise, work has been kind of consuming us. If we can ever get everybody fed, maybe we'll go to the movies.

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