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| Weasley is checking out the gout stool I found on Etsy. Jaime bought one in VA and I decided that I also needed an antique foot stool in my life. |
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| Speaking of Weasley, he is not tiny anymore! He's not full-size yet, probably closer to 2/3 regular cat size. It must be all those kibbles we keep feeding him. Also, he can jump about 5 ft straight up from just sitting. Nothing is safe. |
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| One bonus of the really short days is that I can catch some really nice sunsets when I'm leaving work. I took this picture last week, and since then most of the snow has melted. Josh says winter is resetting. |
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| Weasley is also a fan of the bathroom. His greatest wish is to figure out how to open the toilet lid so that he can play in his own kitten-sized pool. Yeah, we keep all of the lids shut all of the time. |
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| Cleo does tolerate the kitten. They don't exactly cuddle, but they have been caught in close proximity. It's hard to resist fleecy postal clothes. |
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| This picture of Weasley cracks me up. Josh and I were playing Carcassonne and I looked over my shoulder and saw this - Weasley doing the cat creeper stare. |
Why don't our cat and kitten tolerate each other???
ReplyDeleteWeasley wants to play. All. The. Time. Cleo forgot that she was once a ball of fluffy energy, and these days would rather bask in the sun or sleep on one of the many still-packed boxes. She has made a ton of progress in the putting up with Weasley front, but it might be a while before she admits to liking her new little brother.
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