July 18, 2006
Too bad I'm not in a relationship. My perfume must taste really good, the kittens lick it off :P
Achi sleeps really well. He likes to sleep on my lap. If I have to move, I can maneuver him around, carry him--he sleeps soundly. If I put him down to sleep somewhere else he wakes up briefly, but rearranges himself for more sleep. He's doing a very good job of convincing me to keep him rather than Hatsipas. Hatsipas is the softest of all the kittens, though.
The two black kittens are soft as well. I finally decided that I would have to rely on the shadow stripes going strait back from the forehead of "Slick" to differentiate between him and his sister. They aren't obvious from a distance, but other than that and looking at their rear ends, it's impossible to tell them apart. Slick gets his name from looking like he slicked back wet hair with a comb. His sister is still "Shehorit," Blacky in English. They are no longer scaredy cats and enjoy being petted.
We saw Ya off for a weeks camp this morning. The camp is strait west of Jerusalem, and no problems are expected there. There are bomb shelters if needed.
H is going to spend the day with E at the pool in the Jerusalem Forest. Lucky H. So I'm all alone today. Funny how when that happens I forget all the things I usually can't do because I need to be with the kids. Can't remember anything right now.
Achi sleeps really well. He likes to sleep on my lap. If I have to move, I can maneuver him around, carry him--he sleeps soundly. If I put him down to sleep somewhere else he wakes up briefly, but rearranges himself for more sleep. He's doing a very good job of convincing me to keep him rather than Hatsipas. Hatsipas is the softest of all the kittens, though.
The two black kittens are soft as well. I finally decided that I would have to rely on the shadow stripes going strait back from the forehead of "Slick" to differentiate between him and his sister. They aren't obvious from a distance, but other than that and looking at their rear ends, it's impossible to tell them apart. Slick gets his name from looking like he slicked back wet hair with a comb. His sister is still "Shehorit," Blacky in English. They are no longer scaredy cats and enjoy being petted.
We saw Ya off for a weeks camp this morning. The camp is strait west of Jerusalem, and no problems are expected there. There are bomb shelters if needed.
H is going to spend the day with E at the pool in the Jerusalem Forest. Lucky H. So I'm all alone today. Funny how when that happens I forget all the things I usually can't do because I need to be with the kids. Can't remember anything right now.