How very salacious! Usually he curls up next to my legs. If I forgot to make sure he’s got food, he walks on my ribs, or even more sensitive parts of my anatomy, to let me know. Cats are kind that way.
His real name’s Väinämöinen (Vai for short), after the steadfast tietäjä (a shaman or knower) of the Finnish national epic, the Kalevala. But… well, yeah… I also call him Fuzzy Wuzz, even though he’s not a bear. But last Friday night, striking such a noble pose — who could he be but Rin Tin Fuzz? German Shepherds, eat your hearts out.
Just got down with a long convo with my friend Chris. We talked from about 6:30 to nearly 11:00. Ran out the charge on my cordless land line, & nearly ran the battery down on my cell phone too. Great to talk. Great to hear some of the cool stuff he’s writing.
And that’s all for tonight.
I’m a firm believer in the notion that you are not as happy as you could ultimately be, unless you have a good animal or two by your side.
John, I’da been a goner long time since if it weren’t for cats. Only time I was without one was when I was in college (except when I went home for Christmas/holidays).
sweeeet pose!
I’m just learning about kittens, having never had one. All the cats, whom choose to live with me in the past, were someones forgotten adults.
5 weeks ago, I got a kitten. The paperworks said he was 8 weeks old. The vet thought otherwise.
I live in rural AK, near a field that is probably overpopulated with voles. WE NEED A MOUSER!
His name is Link, he is considered small for his age and all black, except the two white spots in his armpits.
We are enjoying Link. He is teaching us about how kittens behave.
We just hope he is a normal kitten. LOL
Mae — If Link runs around at night at top speed so you hear these little gallops on catspaws, then he’s normal! (But cats do settle down somewhat when they get older.)
Make sure you get him neutered when he’s old enough (which is still pretty young), or you’ll have a problem with spraying… stinky!
I have wished that some of the cats who have shared my home were human.
I think I have a copy of the Kalevala around somewhere, and a fantasy fiction book loosely based on part of it.