Wednesday, March 07, 2007
A stranger in the house
Sweet Kitty Kisses is an active and loving cat. Here she is, with her two favorite things: plastic grocery bags and Fancy Feast catfood. I love all the white fur spots on her: her little white front toes (as though she tipped them in white paint), the boots on her back feet, the little spot on her nose (I call her Milk Nose sometimes), and the white diamond of fur on her throat--like a white-throated sparrow.
I go upstairs and--wait--who’s this? Where’s the milk nose?
Looks like Kisses, but...
Hold it--solid tabby toes?
Solid tabby boots?
What’s going on?
“Are you getting this, mommy? Look at this poor excuse for a Kisses!”
At this point, the jig is up. I have to explain to Kisses that she now has another sister; her real biological sister, from the same litter, has now come to live with us. By a strange twist of fate, she had been taken back to PAWS by the people who originally adopted her, and we got a call asking if we would adopt her.
Kisses can’t believe it. “Are you my sister?”
Sure enough, Sugar Cookie has come to stay.
Clawsie’s adjusting. She’s currently in quarantine in Mommy’s office, due to a nasty little upper respiratory infection. However, most of the time, Clawsie just lets Cookies be.
Niblet tries to get Cookies to chase her, binkying back and forth in front of a very puzzled Cookies. “What is that giant mouse doing running in front of me? He’s huge!”
Welcome to the family, sweet Sugar Cookie.