Amadeus Appreciates Art
So the kitten that we're fostering until a real home can be found is now called Amadeus. I figured it was only fair to continue the musical vein of pet names around here. Steinway and Amadeus haven't been getting along too well... Amadeus is totally ambivalent towards Steinway, but Steinway has a rapt interest in the kitten, and has snapped in his direction a few times. I think the kitten is a little too close to chew-toy size for comfort.
The result is that Amadeus has been hanging out in the art room most of the day, since I cannot watch him like a hawk while also getting any studying done for my next certification exam. I've put a pile of pillows and a soft old robe up there for him to sleep on, but apparently he has more discerning tastes than that.
You see, Amadeus has gotten into a stack of my old art and spread it around behind the ironing board to make himself a little nest. He seems to have an affinity for Magical Girls and Girls in Kitty Hats... and he has the proper disdain for Jenny Breeden's work (non-girl-blowing elitist!), which he's weeded out and pushed to the other side of the door.
Kitty's got good taste, what can I say?
The result is that Amadeus has been hanging out in the art room most of the day, since I cannot watch him like a hawk while also getting any studying done for my next certification exam. I've put a pile of pillows and a soft old robe up there for him to sleep on, but apparently he has more discerning tastes than that.
You see, Amadeus has gotten into a stack of my old art and spread it around behind the ironing board to make himself a little nest. He seems to have an affinity for Magical Girls and Girls in Kitty Hats... and he has the proper disdain for Jenny Breeden's work (non-girl-blowing elitist!), which he's weeded out and pushed to the other side of the door.
Kitty's got good taste, what can I say?