I am SO influenced by you guys. Several of you emailed me to say that Target had some Liberty of London stuff SQUEEEEEE! and I didn't know what Liberty of London was but it sounded GREAT! and SQUEEish! And so here I am, a few days later, the owner of a Liberty of London mug.
It is fun to think how easily we could be mug twins!
The new cat continues to be kind of a dummy. This morning one of the kids said, "Um, the new cat is eating one of his toys," and I thought, you know, he was just chewing a catnip mouse or whatever, but NO, when I arrived on the scene there was only an inch or two left of the yard-long piece of yarn we'd tied a ball of crumpled paper to. Cat-toy extraction before 7:00 a.m.---not my favorite way to start the day.
He is intrigued by all the birds outside the window, and he has smacked into the windows several times. SEVERAL TIMES.
Yesterday I went down to do laundry and saw the cat looking down at me from a hole in the ceiling.
Some current contenders for the name: Dim Bulb, Taco Short, Partial Deck, Loose Screw, Head Injury, Death Wish, Teen Boy.
Bee-tee-double-you, this cat experience has totally changed my opinion about returning non-working-out pets to a shelter. Did I mention that our kitty was a return? Well, he was. The people who adopted him first said he was out of control and a danger to young children (because of playing rough). The shelter let me read the form the owners filled out, and it was really clear the owners didn't like him. But we LOVE him! We LOVE him! I pick him up and SQUEEZE him and kiss his soft head! And he plays GREAT with the kids!
If I'd been the one to return him to the shelter, I know I would have felt AWFUL. Like I was violating my commitment to him. Like he'd languish all his days in a cage because he was a Defective Cat and I couldn't hack caring for him. But look! In this case, the cat was re-adopted 2 days later by a family he's PERFECT for! The first family could have suffered through the years with him, but isn't it nicer for the kitty to have a household that thinks he's the best cat since cats were invented? If the first family could know what the cat's fate would be, they'd be RUSHING him to the shelter with NO guilt at all, EAGER to send him to the household where he would be praised and loved and snuggled and where everyone would say, "Oh HI kitty!" as they passed him in the hall. If I ever adopt a cat that doesn't work out for us, I will rush him back to the shelter, gladly forfeiting the adoption fee as a donation to a worthy cause, so that he can be with the family that will adore him!
Summer sleep-away camp supplies - I am in a TIZZ about Elizabeth going to Girl Scouts camp this summer. I’m GLAD she’s going, and I’m glad she WANTS to go, but it’s a week and this is the f...