Crap!!!

Okay, so I noticed how Beanie kept licking the bottom of the cat bed I’d brought up for her and I put two and two together.  We used to put catnip in the bed to get Melvin to use it, but he ignored it.  So, realizing she might like some catnip, I went downstairs and got Melvin, who was laying in front of the bathroom upstairs, a box and a toy and then I brought the catnip up with me. I put the box on the floor next to Melvin, sprinkled some catnip in it, and he looked disinterested.  But I heard her jingling, which meant she smelled it and was trying to find a way out.

So, I got up and opened my door to bring her catnip, but she nimbly slipped past me.  Cursing, I set the catnip on one of the shelves of my ex-dollhouse and raced after her.  She was stopped on one side of the box, studying Melvin, who was glaring at her.  He hissed and I immediately picked her up and returned to my room.  I sprinkled some catnip in the bed and she’s happily eating it.  He, meanwhile, moodily went downstairs. I followed him with his box and toy and set them down, but now he’s growling and hissing at me.

I don’t think he realized, even when I set the cat carrier in front of him earlier, that we’d brought another cat home.  When he finally met her face to face, he finally put two and two together.  Now, he’s ticked.

At least Beanie’s happy and friendly.  She didn’t appear to be bothered by his hissing. I found that amusing.

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That’s right, folks.  Mom and I went out earlier today and got the newest addition to our household.  While Mom was off collecting the litterbox and stuff we’d need, I hung out in the adoption center with Beanie and the other cats.  Beanie is very, very friendly.

I’m up in my room, of course, with her and she apparently doesn’t like feet.  Whenever I walk past her to get to another part of the room, she skitters out of my as though wary of the appendages attached to the bottoms of my legs.  She appears to like lying under my desk (when I’m not sitting at it), or in one of the bottom two squares on my old barbie house (it was hand built, six squares each 1foot by 1 foot) and the bed we bought Melvin that he wouldn’t use.  Right now, she’s spread out in front of my door, every once in a while watching me, but she’s pretty happy with the situation, although she’s obviously curious about the rest of the house.

While I was at Petsmart sitting in the adoption center, I gave some of my attention to the other cats. One was a very needy little 5-month-old kitten named Cora, but the one that I fell for was this light gray long-haired 3-year-old named Pansy.  It might’ve been how small she was (she was about the same size as the 5-month-old), but I think it had to do with the way she meowed.  Instead of making sound, it was more like that sound your mother makes when you’re taking too long to buy something at the store.  That little shove of air that makes a stumped “uh” sound.  That’s the best I can describe it in typing.  She was adorable.

That’s not to say I don’t love Beanie.  I adore the new cat.  She’s so very quiet and pleasant to be around, I love her!!!

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