Feline Invasion, Day 2
| The as-yet-still-unnamed alien invader, delivered via chimney to the household yesterday morning, has as expected made himself and his requirements known, and clearly shows his approval of the situation by running the loudest purring machine I’ve ever heard. He stays with Katie most of the time, unless he decides he needs to grab a nap in her bed without her (usually, which is the case as I type this, he manages to get her to join him to keep him extra warm). Last evening, while Katie was playing a game on her computer, though, he lept into my wife’s lap and nuzzled her hand until she complied with his demand to have attention paid.
Yeah, he’s taken over and is rapidly training the entire family to service his every need. Even I am slowly warming to the idea that St. Nick, while ignoring my demand of, “No cat!” actually knew what he was doing. This house has been for too long empty of the pitter-patter-crash of little animal feet. And since he has been well-behaved enough, at least to this point, not to knock down the Christmas tree, I think we’ll keep the little varmint. |
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