Wednesday, November 7, 2012
What I Had in Mind
Now that Possum and the kitten are friends, we just need to get Wendy in the picture. She's stopped hiding and growling, and eats with Possum and the kitten. I haven't heard much hissing, so we're moving right along.
The kitten (who will have a name tomorrow, when he has his first meeting with our vet) spent his first night of freedom zonked out on the bed between us as we struggled to stay up for the President's speech. We made it through Romney's concession speech, and that's all I remember. I woke up later to find the little guy stretched out along my back. He's a glorious kitten.