So, this little carrot top, now named Ava, has come inside. She's living in my writing room now, where she has her own food, her own bed, and a little company from me.
There will be no kittens. Yesterday we took her to our regular vet, and got the whole battery done: vaccines, tests, spay. I'm a little bummed that she won't get to be a mom, but we can commiserate on our childlessness. And she likes to cuddle. She also likes to stretch out, as you can see above.
She's smart. While we were out shopping, she took off her e-collar and hid it. She really didn't like that thing. She may also be a kleptomaniac. Things have been moving mysteriously around this room.
She is getting used to the dog, and is proving via the other indoor cats that sharing an enemy makes you closer. I keep catching the two boy cats napping together. We still may not keep her, if she doesn't figure out how to be nice to Angus. So if you know anyone who is looking...
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You are so awesome to take in this sweet kitty. She sounds like a character.
Character indeed. Destructo-kitty. She's knocking over everything and this is while she's recovering from surgery. Who knows how rowdy she'll get...
We're bonding. I think she's picked me to be her person. Usually they pick my husband, so this feels good. As the song says, the girls want to be with the girls.
Ah, I hope you keep her, Anne! I'm having such a psycho-cat problem here with 2nd cat, the demented Bobo, who pretty much grew up with 1st cat Cybelle but has suddenly, in the past year, taken an intense dislike to her, terrorizing the poor thing. Bobo & Tequila (both black males) usually get along fine. But I have to seperate B from sweet C, who does her best to avoid him, so she no longer comes to share the communal bed, of course. Nothing physically wrong with B or C. A troubling enigma.
Carol: we're separating them too, just so we can sleep at night. New Kitty Ava can be such a pest.
Stitches come out tomorrow...
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