Home battleground

My life has changed dramatically since we got a kitten last night. I've been spending most of my time in our second bedroom with him, playing, cuddling and reading. M. is in the living room with Nina, who is not the happiest cat in the world right now.
We introduced them to each other last night, hoping that the sheer smallness of Tax and Nina's obvious seniority, as well as different genders will help them get along. The little guy wanted to play with the big, orange cat, but our female Garfield wouldn't hear of it. Instead she was hissing and growling at him like her life depended on it. And then she left the room.
Since then, we kept them apart. Nina of course hears him meow when I'm not with him. It's amazing how fast kittens cry Mommy for the surrogate. His meow is way to strong for his size, and very high noted.
But he makes me so happy. He sleeps on me, or next to me. He is so tiny and fragile, that makes my eyes wet. I'm so glad he's safe and with me. No one in the world could take a better care of him.
Last, but not least, he turned me back toward my beloved Laza Lazarevic. Since Tax, I've read two of his stories, again, and they are not that short--about 65 pages for both. And I'm loving every minute of it. I've never dreamed that a sound asleep kitten and a a great book could make ME happy?! But they do. At least for the time being.

Lets eat flowers

Picture snapping

I absolutely love snapping pictures at my kitty. She's about four months and more mischievous that ever. She gets into these circus like situations, where M.and I can't believe she's real. M.recently said "look at us, we have so many pictures of Nina, imagine what we would do with our child."I agreed.It's actually quite ridiculous.If you take a look at my camera, every other picture is of Nina. And we have had her for about two months now?!I can't help it."Oh, look, she's standing on her two paws!Where's my camera?" "Oh, my God, she's soooooo cute, wait, I wanna get my camera."
Thank God for digital cameras. Well, you know what I mean.
So here's one example of my fascination. Just one. If I could, I would probably paint this blog with furry,orange cuteness but I realize that not everyone out there is a cat lover. Or in love with their cat as much as I am.

Rare companion

I was so proud when the vet told me that female orange tabbies are very rare!That was the second time a cat expert has told me that my newest crush is rare! God, I love that!Not that I can love her any more.It is unbelievable how much I love this creature, and I've known her for less than two months?!I think it's the whole "I'm the cutest thing in the world and I totally depend and trust you" act that got me. And the purring and kneading!

She totally got me.We were going to the shelter every other week for four monts looking for our lost cat who I missed so much.So I persuaded M. that I'm so heartbroken and another cat could help with that. And that was true. But it had to be the right cat, not just any.They are all cute, but OUR cat has to do a trick-something to show us that she belongs with us. There was one little black guy that almost got me, but the timing wasn't right.But Nina, Nina got M. too! I was the easy target. It took her, I would say, about two minutes, to make me want her, but M. is tougher. So we got into the room with her, when she started acting like the perfect companion-she was purring, cuddling, playing. And again. I knew I was in love. But I was surprised that M. wanted to fill out the tedious paperwork. I couldn't believe she was ours!No one wanted her until then.What's wrong with this world?Don't they see what I see?Or am I really from Mars, as I sometimes feel.

I was literally counting days until I could take her home. They were so long. But when I got her into the carrier and then car, she was calm and trusting. What a creature!Did she know she could trust me? Or her instincts just told her:"Oh, yeah, I got this one to feed me and clean my potty for the rest of my life."Was she right!

p.s.She just sleeping next to the computer as I write. She loooveees deleting my posts. So, I actually wrote this one differently. This is Nina's version:)