No, still not getting anything done, though I actually plan to try to get into the studio tonight. This is from before Fennec came.
Now that Fennec has other kitties to hang out with and not just us two humans, he's no longer a total lovebug with us. :( He is developing some serious cattitude already.
It's funny, of all the kittens Miss Lemon has helped bring up, Fennec is the one that, appearance-wise, could almost be mistaken for her own (yes, I know that mother cats can have kittens of many colors and patterns, including litters where none of the kittens resembles the mother. But you knew what I meant).
Miss Lemon would have loved to have had kittens of her own. She would have ruled them with an iron paw. And they would have been very, very clean.
And next, a bonus pic from the archives! Baby Gadjo (playing with Rumi's tail). Oh, how quickly they grow up! I can't believe he looked like this just half a year ago. Sigh...
We're getting pretty much nothing done since Fennec arrived.
Technically, he should still be in isolation, but we couldn't stand it anymore. So he's now spent a whole day with the rest of the menagerie. Here's the breakdown on everyone's reactions after Day 1. First, the cats:
Gadjo -- who is still a kitten himself, 9 or 10 months old -- is very ambivalent. He hisses one moment, then initiates a game of tag the next. He has definitely been sulking since he intuited something going on behind the closed door all week.
Rumi -- is utterly thrilled by every new being he encounters, Fennec no exception.
Miss Lemon -- As she has done with every kitten, acts like she doesn't notice it for the first half hour, then slams it to the ground and gives it a serious bath.
Lynx -- is nervous and jumps in terror every time Fennec goes launching at him to play. But then, Lynxie is afraid of everything.
Cleo -- doesn't like any other cats. Fennec no exception. She hisses loudly whenever she passes through the house (a couple of times a day only; she mostly lives outside) to keep all the other kitties at bay. Fennec is respecting her hisses and, intelligently, slinks away.
Now, the dogs:
Jazz -- As a 14-year old Golden, I'm not sure he even notices there's a new fluffinmuffin running by.
Mojito -- Took a few sniffs, got a little kitten hiss, looked surprised, got rewarded with dog cookies by us afterwards for being gentle. He licked Fennec's face.
And Fennec himself? Oh, does he love having a big family!
It's little Mr.Fennec, ready to attack the hand...
Gadjo and Rumi have been jealous of Fennec's screen time lately.
The Husband and I needed to get passport photos taken in India on our last trip for some business documents. It cracked me up to be ushered back to this little room where suit jackets, ties, combs, a mirror, and hair powder were available to anyone who felt the need to spruce up for their photo.
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