Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising up every time we fail. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Tuesday, September 4, 2007


Recently we were given a very large cat. The home she was in was not a good one for her, as she was constantly picked on by the other animals. We thought she would work well here. Well, it isn't that she isn't working out well, it is that we never see her. She is totally nocturnal. Pony Gal was excited to have a cat again, but she is not so tickled with Pink. Pony Gal likes to play with her pets. Pink hides all day, comes out at night, and gets into naughty things. We think she may end up a basement creature, since she lives here, but doesn't really feel like part of the family.
In the meantime, we had promised Pony Gal another "Callie," her cat that was, ahem, eaten by a badger. Yes, a badger. The joy of living in the country. Anyway, neighbors a few houses down had a free kittens sign out, so we stopped and let her pick out another. The relationship was a little tense in the beginning as claws were an issue, but the kitten ended up sleeping with her on the floor last night next to our bed. The kitten is named Callie, just like the last one. Hopefully it works out. Mr. Deeds, the dog, is not too keen on her yet. He could eat her, but he is the one who is afraid. He was around cats at the shelter, so hopefully they get used to each other. We'll see. In the meantime, Momma aka me, who is not that fond of pets, seems to feel slightly outnumbered these days. Daddy and Pony Gal are winning this battle, for sure.

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