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Sunday, September 30, 2007

The soccer ball returns!

Yesterday Eve finally found Tulip's kitty's soccer ball. It was under a folding step stool next to the fridge. That's why we couldn't see it. Kitty must have batted it around for half an hour afer she found it. She was so excited! She was whacking it all over the place and carrying it around in her teeth. It was adorable. I'm so glad it turned up, because she doesn't enjoy the mini tennis balls as much. Now she'll be getting some exercise again.

Friday, September 28, 2007

Thanks, kitty

Tulip kitty has really been making my day lately. She's been quite a bit more affectionate lately. Much of the time we can get her to jump up and sleep on the bed now. Even when she doesn't, she still comes up to get her pets and say good morning when she hears my alarm go off.

She's still into getting up on the bed and watching me get ready for work in the morning. Last night she even got up there and watched us get ready for bed.

If she hears one of us run away, she comes running too to see what's going on. That's usually how we get her to come to us.

She still likes to get up with me to help make the coffee in the morning.

She still likes to sit with me while I do homework sometimes too. Eve said she got up in the chair with her the other day and sat with her all day while she worked. Awwwwww.

She's definitely a sweetheart in her own tough-as-nails sort of way. Good kitty!

Thursday, September 27, 2007

News on Sweetheart?

Kat, if you happen to be reading this, please let us know if/when Sweetheart finds a new home.

Kitty closeup

Here's a closeup of Tulip Kitty putting the hurt on Tiggy Tiger. Man, she's tough! Better Tiger than me...

Monday, September 24, 2007

New routine

For the last few days Tulip kitty has been getting up on the bed to "watch" while I get ready for work. After the bed is made, she jumps up there and runs around like a maniac for a few minutes. It's usually a furry of fangs and claws. I end up tossing her ballerina bear to her so she can beat her up instead of me.

After she settles down, she parks herself in the middle of the bed. She listens while I iron my clothes. Sometimes she helps by tearing them up after I lay them on the bed. She listens to me walking around the room. I talk to her a lot. Sometimes she'll let out a little chirp in response. Sometimes I can pet her. Sometimes I get the fangs. I just like the fact that she's taking more of an interest in spending time with me. She's so bloody independent, but she's slowly getting closer to us. It's pretty cool.