The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
We got woken up by a big bang at 4:30 this morning that shook the building. At first we thought the cats had knocked over the Christmas tree, but nothing is obviously wrong or out of place inside so it must be outside. Cats are a bit freaked out. I had Pavel sleeping curled up on my pillow next to my head for close to 2 hours when we went back to bed. It would have been cute if it weren’t for the fact his purring was keeping me awake.
Contrary to what you might think, the blob chooses to be there.
Raggedy, shaved pussy, but I love him.
Last night, at 2am: “sweetie, I think I just peed on the cat, but it’s okay, it was just a little bit.”
All the cats drink and eat from the same bowls, use the same little trays and related starting to hang around here same spots. Reenie still lets off some random hisses, but otherwise cat integration is coming along fine.
Pavel the noisy kitten who won’t stop meowing is full of beans. I’d forgotten just how turbocharged kittens are.
This is Pavel. We just got him today. So far, the introductions have been positive. We had a three way pussycat stare-off in the living room, without any real drama. Reenie went off in a huff and Tolstoy just flomped down on the rug in front of the patio door.
UPDATE: dual pussycat action!
New pictures now online: http://www.flubu.com/various_pics/various_mar_2013/
We’re having the floors redone upstairs and the cats are a bit leery of all the noise. The couch is a bit crowded :-)