Monday, July 11, 2005

Tales of the kitty...

Our new kitty is four months old.  C has named her Josephine Haden, or 'Josie' for short.
I LOVE MY KITTY!
She's taken over our life...our house...my checkbook...
The vet gave us a ton of medicine for her, which she doesn't like at all, at all, at all...
I'm having trouble convincing her to sleep in her bed...every morning I wake up and guess where she is?  In my bed, lying either down on the corner by the window, or up on my pillow...
My daughter is in heaven...she brushes Josie's fur every day...gives her a bath with 'kitty wipes'...she even is cleaning out her litter box without complaining.
She's also vacuuming every day, at my insistence...she IS complaining a little about that!
I've learned the real meaning of 'scaredy-cat' - all we have to do is walk by and the kitty jumps a mile and runs away...and 'curious as a cat' - if it's there, she will find it!
She's got black and orange fur, with a tiny bit of white and cream mixed in on her paws and belly...you can brush her fur all day but the moment you let her go it's all crazy again.
SHE'S SO CUTE!
And she's awake right now, playing...(that may be a euphemism for trying to tear up the furniture and the carpet with her cute little claws...the cute little claws may be a problem...)
(BANG*CRASH)
(just a minute)
She just knocked over all the books on the bookshelf by my window, and so is now lying on my bed, pretending like she's asleep.
(sigh)
Even so, I STILL LOVE MY SWEET, NOT-SO-INNOCENT KITTY...