My new little one...
Yesterday I brought home Augustus (Ugh for short), a 7 1/2 week old orange kitten. I love him dearly, but am ready to throw him at something with velcro on it in hopes that he'll stick long enough to give me a break.
He went to sleep early last night and I thought he was going to sleep through the night, but then when I finally managed to get to sleep at 4 he decided it was time to walk all over my face. When that got him thrown out of the bed he started pawing around in a corner, so I had to throw him in the litter box (apparently he forgot where it was). Disaster was averted, but then when I went back to bed he started crying, waking up Maggie and I.
This morning he's been relatively well behaved... a bit of jumping in the trash can under my desk and toe-chasing, but overall I think this whole kitten thing is going to work out.
He went to sleep early last night and I thought he was going to sleep through the night, but then when I finally managed to get to sleep at 4 he decided it was time to walk all over my face. When that got him thrown out of the bed he started pawing around in a corner, so I had to throw him in the litter box (apparently he forgot where it was). Disaster was averted, but then when I went back to bed he started crying, waking up Maggie and I.
This morning he's been relatively well behaved... a bit of jumping in the trash can under my desk and toe-chasing, but overall I think this whole kitten thing is going to work out.