broadcasting from my post-Christmas emotional dip
Which is not nearly as bad as years past. *crossed fingers* My mood is always improved by seeing Darth Katie and Domino share the cat-tree. Katie isn't much of a climber, so she takes the lower bunk, and Domino leans over from the top to watch her, talk to her, and occasionally pretend to poke at her with a white paw. Katie demonstrates her affection by not destroying him. ;) She has also started to grok the concept of toys (jingle balls are the latest favorite) and that being picked up by two-legs does not mean instant death. I still think she'd be less stressed as someone's one and only cat, but she is making progress.
The patio rats have returned. I think only my herd of felines is preventing them from coming inside -- they take shelter in the utility shed out there and scamper out to eat seed that spills from the bird feeder. I've called the office about them -- I hate having any creature harmed, but I can't mess with wild rats. I've seen two, which probably means there are ten. Not good.
I'm working on the next bit of Snips. Wish me luck!
The patio rats have returned. I think only my herd of felines is preventing them from coming inside -- they take shelter in the utility shed out there and scamper out to eat seed that spills from the bird feeder. I've called the office about them -- I hate having any creature harmed, but I can't mess with wild rats. I've seen two, which probably means there are ten. Not good.
I'm working on the next bit of Snips. Wish me luck!