Hamish-Bladekitten rolled over in front of me this morning and allowed me to lightly stroke his glorious spotted belly and scritch his ears and jawline. I could see the uncertainty in his eyes and the set of his ears but he decided I was worthy of the leap of faith.
this is in contrast to his mother and sister Naamah, who both solicit bellyrubs immediately from every human and dog they meet.
I would love to keep Bladekitten. I am really falling for him. But my crowded flat full of bouncy extroverts and Border Collie is not the place for a shy cat with an aversion to being stared at. This is why I want Mum to have him. She says she will, but she wants to get her Maisie back and settled in first. She's not in any great hurry to fetch Maisie back at the moment, either, because she's actually (successfully!) turning Grimmauld Place back into something she needn't feel ashamed to show people.
also, it's possible that sister T's partner's sister may be interested in Evil Overlord Elda. I need to send him pictures of her. Will do that today.
apart from that, I can smell puke... I can't, however, see any puke. This is disconcerting, although it probably just means that someone has cleaned up after themselves - probably Spike, who is naturally houseproud. When we lived at Mum's he didn't need to be trained to go outside if he needed to puke and he's deeply ashamed of having to do it indoors here. Squish and the cats only clean up after themselves if they puke something worth eating twice (Cassie tends to eat tripe too fast), but Spike does it from a sense of duty even if it's only bile and grass.
this is in contrast to his mother and sister Naamah, who both solicit bellyrubs immediately from every human and dog they meet.
I would love to keep Bladekitten. I am really falling for him. But my crowded flat full of bouncy extroverts and Border Collie is not the place for a shy cat with an aversion to being stared at. This is why I want Mum to have him. She says she will, but she wants to get her Maisie back and settled in first. She's not in any great hurry to fetch Maisie back at the moment, either, because she's actually (successfully!) turning Grimmauld Place back into something she needn't feel ashamed to show people.
also, it's possible that sister T's partner's sister may be interested in Evil Overlord Elda. I need to send him pictures of her. Will do that today.
apart from that, I can smell puke... I can't, however, see any puke. This is disconcerting, although it probably just means that someone has cleaned up after themselves - probably Spike, who is naturally houseproud. When we lived at Mum's he didn't need to be trained to go outside if he needed to puke and he's deeply ashamed of having to do it indoors here. Squish and the cats only clean up after themselves if they puke something worth eating twice (Cassie tends to eat tripe too fast), but Spike does it from a sense of duty even if it's only bile and grass.
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Squishy McPoophound won't eat raw-fed cat turd, yayy!
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maggie snatched it up like it was hamburger, the nasty thing.
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out here, at least, i know it's an animal, the question always remains, however, as to what sort of animal, and what kind of disease it might be carrying.
but hu- *gag*