Father’s Day was spent moderating the interaction between the kitten and my cat which was good. It kept me distracted most of the day and I learned that Thea is prissy thing who violently dislikes interlopers. I did keep the Eureka marathon on in the background and the finale episode that aired made me bawl like a baby. Dammit.
The kitten was adopted on Saturday from the local Animal Welfare League Shelter and she’s a 3mth old grey and white domestic short hair (aka a mutt). She’s a snuggler which is different from Thea who only wants attention on her terms. Her foster family named her Little Dove (why do shelters give such goofy names?) which, after much internal debate, was changed to Gracie. (Gracie Lou when she’s being silly.) Her meow is more like a high-pitched squeak that she makes whenever I’m not paying enough attention to her. Thea usually looks on with disdain.
I’ll post pictures once I have some that I can actually use. Gracie is not one for sitting still unless she’s on my lap and it’s a little hard to take a picture of her then. *shakes head*