Our new kitty, Penelope, has chosen a favorite spot already and has rightfully
claimed it by napping there for the last 7 or 8 hours. She fielded one brief, yet lively, and truly unprovoked, attack by Moses. He retreated to the outdoors, and she returned to her spot on the back of the big red chair. She is here with me now, alternating between nibbling my toes, my heel and my knuckles, and climbing all over the piled up papers on the desk. Now she has a nail file. Now a nail buffer.
thhe 'enter' key
I had forgotten how playful a kitten can be. (Old Man
Moses sleeps mostly.)