Baby Kitty is very popular!
Oct. 25th, 2007 07:44 amI got home last night just after dusk when the neighbor and his six-year-old daughter were just coming back from bike ride. I haven't seen Alexa since the second week of school so she ran over to say Hi! I told her about Baby Kitty and she wanted to see her. I carried the sleepy Baby onto the porch and Alexa petted her. Baby purred. Alexa gushed. The neighbor from the other side came over with 1/3 can of salmon to give to our kitties. He saw the baby and gushed. She is exactly his dream cat so he griped (this is his way of speaking) about how we get all the good kitties. I told him she was only temporary and why. He said if my friend changed her mind he'd take her. Alexa's dad came over and was also enamored. I told him that if my friend changed her mind that Eric would have a hard time giving her up. lol
This morning Baby Kitty was in a crazy mood. She climbed up on my chair and started attacking my hand. She doesn't understand "NO!" or "Easy" yet. When she finally drew blood I hissed and pushed her off the chair. She understood that.. for about 30 seconds. Then she started reaching up between the gaps in my extended recliner to slash at my legs. Bad kitty! I hissed a few more times interspersed with "NO! Bad!" and she finally understood.
She's also becoming a terror to our phone connection. The only working connection near the living room is in the hall so we have a long phone cord plugged into the DSL filter and draped down the hall and around the edge of the living room. The brat has yanked the connector out several times. I tied a leather bootlace to the door knob of her room and have been encouraging her to play with that instead. Somehow the forbidden one is still attractive. Naughty girl!
This morning Baby Kitty was in a crazy mood. She climbed up on my chair and started attacking my hand. She doesn't understand "NO!" or "Easy" yet. When she finally drew blood I hissed and pushed her off the chair. She understood that.. for about 30 seconds. Then she started reaching up between the gaps in my extended recliner to slash at my legs. Bad kitty! I hissed a few more times interspersed with "NO! Bad!" and she finally understood.
She's also becoming a terror to our phone connection. The only working connection near the living room is in the hall so we have a long phone cord plugged into the DSL filter and draped down the hall and around the edge of the living room. The brat has yanked the connector out several times. I tied a leather bootlace to the door knob of her room and have been encouraging her to play with that instead. Somehow the forbidden one is still attractive. Naughty girl!