Keep 'em crossed!
We have an appointment tomorrow to go see the gimpy-faced kitty! I want to tell you all about him, but I'm trying really hard not to sell myself on him before we actually meet and are approved to bring him home. There will be an additional backup gimpy-faced kitty there for us to look at, as well, in case this one does not quite strike our fancy.
From what I am hearing about this cat, I think that is a small possibility. He sounds so sweet, OMG, you guys. And he is really cute. I will take some pictures if I can remember to bring the camera!
IN FACT you all had better be ready for the flood of pictures that will be incoming, because whatever cat we wind up with will either be adorably gimpy or just plain adorably adorable, and I am so excited.
Also scared, afraid the others won't get along with him, afraid it won't work out, that I'll decide I love him to pieces but we just can't keep him. The way this house is laid out, there's really no way to isolate a new cat from the others for an acclimatization period. Well, Sargon's room, I guess, but I am not okay with that -- I want the new cat to be around me -- and I'm sure Sargon isn't real keen on the idea, either. If the studio weren't full of dangerous and breakable things, that'd be a possibility, or if we had a door in the hall doorway.
I am sure in a couple of months, it will all be good. And if I have a new friend, a good friend, that will be better than good. Nothing will ever replace my silly-faced goblin girl, nothing, but I know she wouldn't want me to be lonely.
GAH. I NEED a new cat to make fun of! Fish is comical, but not quite comical enough to satisfy my urge to affectionately ridicule something that cannot understand me on an hourly basis.
From what I am hearing about this cat, I think that is a small possibility. He sounds so sweet, OMG, you guys. And he is really cute. I will take some pictures if I can remember to bring the camera!
IN FACT you all had better be ready for the flood of pictures that will be incoming, because whatever cat we wind up with will either be adorably gimpy or just plain adorably adorable, and I am so excited.
Also scared, afraid the others won't get along with him, afraid it won't work out, that I'll decide I love him to pieces but we just can't keep him. The way this house is laid out, there's really no way to isolate a new cat from the others for an acclimatization period. Well, Sargon's room, I guess, but I am not okay with that -- I want the new cat to be around me -- and I'm sure Sargon isn't real keen on the idea, either. If the studio weren't full of dangerous and breakable things, that'd be a possibility, or if we had a door in the hall doorway.
I am sure in a couple of months, it will all be good. And if I have a new friend, a good friend, that will be better than good. Nothing will ever replace my silly-faced goblin girl, nothing, but I know she wouldn't want me to be lonely.
GAH. I NEED a new cat to make fun of! Fish is comical, but not quite comical enough to satisfy my urge to affectionately ridicule something that cannot understand me on an hourly basis.