pet post

well, since the law of the jungle is "ladies first", i'll introduce you to the latest stray to find its way into my life...this is juju. she's about a month old, has wicked sharp teeth and claws, and her favorite time to play is from 2:30am-3:30am. she's really great, though, and she provides a lot of comic relief. she's getting rather vexed with me, as i have taken to spraying her with lavender water every time she climbs on the night table, or my dressing table, or up the screen, or the shower curtain, or bites her brother on the tail. which brings me to the next member of my menagerie...

this is jinx. jinx found me in april, and has been providing enough cat hair to make at least seven other cats over the last 7 months. he's such a good boy, and is content to just be petted. juju came to live with us as a result of jinx being VERY emotionally needy. and by very emotionally needy, i mean that he was up in my face every five minutes. he's adjusted to juju very well, apart from his insistance on sniffing her hind-parts every five minutes and pinning her down to groom her (i think jinx may be suffering from some gender identity issues) four or five times a night. he and juju could care less what i do, so long as i keep food in their bowls. jinx's favorite toy is a string, just behind him in the picture--that's right, a string. he hates every toy i've ever brought, but he thinks a friendship bracelet from circa 1992 is the greatest cat toy in the universe. ( good grief, the carpet in my room is scandalous. i vacuum it all the freaking time, and it still looks like it's infested with funk...sick out. )

i struggled over the decision to bring another cat into the house...you know the old chestnut about single women and cats...but, jinx needed a buddy, and juju needed a home. i've managed not to fill my cabinets with unlimited cans of cream cheese frosting, and i am reasonably sure that i will not start eating cat food as a dietary supplement, no matter how bad the hair balls get.

the last two nights, i have shut myself up in the guest room to escape what i will lovingly describe as "juju's late night fun hour". i can tolerate a lot, and i know she's only a kitten, but i can't really deal gracefully with having my face jumped on and my ears swatted in the middle of the night, so rather than throwing the sweet little creature against the wall, i opted to just changed rooms. she and jinx were curled up next to each other, right in front of the door when i went into my room to get dressed this morning.

mil besos from the pseudo cat lady in waiting...

rmg