Peenie Wallie: The new kitty

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January 31, 2012

The new kitty

Jen and I adopted a cat today. It was touch-and-go for a while, as they checked our references and cleared our records at the vet down the hill. Somehow, we qualified, which is hard to imagine. But it happened.

Timmy was furious, of course. He's been pouting all night. He's hissed and pouted and scratched and fussed ever since the new kitty came through the door. Between Timmy and the kitten, I feel like I'm about to bleed out. It's my personal belief that each new kitten should be sold with a 55 gallon drum of Neosporin.

Timmy batted me on each side of my face with a one-two punch, claws out, and connected pretty good on both sides. The kitten, of course, doesn't know what "sleep" is, and basically goes around the house like an insomniac zombie, shredding everything it can reach, and then scaling everything in the house that it can't reach.

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