Why have you not been demanding Jake and Elwood updates, people? Do you not adore the Jake and the Elwood? Have you fallen out of love with their sassy ways?
Well, NOT THAT YOU ASKED, they’re doing just fine. They each have their own little personality. Jake’s a fighter prone to making the Mister Boogers face, and Elwood’s a lover who’ll purr his goofy little head off if you so much as glance in his direction.
We let them out of the guest room for good on Friday (until then, we’d been allowing them the run of the house during the day, then putting them in the guest room at night), and Elwood jumped up on me during the night several times. That was fine, as long as he jumped up on me and went to sleep or just quietly lay there, I had no problem with that. When he decided to attack my feet, though, that was when the can of air came out.
Jake and Elwood have developed a healthy respect for the can of compressed air.
The two following nights, I don’t know where they spent the night, but it wasn’t on me.
They are both such sweet monkeys, love to be picked up and petted and kissed. They’re both verrrrry interested in the foster kittens, and if it weren’t for the fact that the fosters will all be recovering from surgery at one point or another, I’d likely let the Blues boys in to play with them. As it is, I don’t quite dare, and so they have to be happy smacking at each others’ paws under the door.
Sam continues to do well – I think his eyes are starting to feel sore to him now. He fights harder when we put ointment in his eyes, but he’s still playing a lot and racing around. He got his last dose of pain medication this morning, hopefully he won’t be in too much pain.
(And Doodle Bean: I don’t need to ration my worry for the other five kittens – trust me, I’ve got an endless supply. 🙂 Though I do worry less about Sam now that it’s been a few days, he’s healing well, and I can rest assured that his eyelips won’t pop off and go bouncing across the room or anything.)
This is how the kittens feel about Mondays.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: He just sat there and gave me this look like “I will never yawn for you again, so save it, woman.”, then started falling asleep while sitting up.