Early yesterday:
“Lady, you took all our food away last night, I’m sure it was an accident, but… What? I’m going to get what? Oh, lady. Silly, silly lady. I am already CLEARLY a genius, I don’t need to be tutored!”
“If he’s a genius, I’m the love child of Albert Einstein and Stephen Hawking. If he’s not going, I’m SUPER not going.”
“Here, let me spiff you up before you go get smart, Floompy.”
These things just never end well, do they?
So I left the house with Privet and Hemlock in carriers, and according to Fred, Juniper immediately began haunting the hallway and bathroom and his room, howling the entire time. When I got home, I snuggled with her for a few minutes, then put her in the bathroom and cleaned the foster room and vacuumed the rest of the upstairs.
She liked that about as well as you’d imagine. When I let her out of the bathroom, she ran and hid up inside the recliner in Fred’s room. Eventually she was coaxed back out, and after a while, she relaxed.
(At some point, she took her collar off, and I still haven’t found it.)
Pretty girl. Doesn’t she have amazing eyes?
We took a nap.
She decided “This ‘only child’ business isn’t so bad!”
Then her foster siblings came home, and she was very glad – if a little hissy – to see them again!
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Jake’s got his loons well-tuned, thank you very much.
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Previously
2015: Introducing the Swimmers and the Squash Bugs (to each other).
2014: ::fume:: “I HATE THAT GUY.”
2013: And it seems that Tommy had had JUST ABOUT ENOUGH.
2012: To Polly, Tony Rocky Horror Pickle said “Poke.”
2011: Molly reacts to Jake’s intrusion into her territory.
2010: He’s kind of like Godzilla, all flailing around growling while tiny Martin and Dodger and Melodie and Moxie go running for their lives.
2009: “Dear lord, please let me catch the laser light, it’s all I want in this world, thank you. Amen.”
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.