Monday, January 16, 2012

New Kitten


My Christmas Present from my DH this year was a new kitten. He was very secretive leading up to Christmas, not even telling me what time the store was open, and on Christmas Eve telling me that someon would be coming over to help him set up the present, but he couldn't tell me who.

He made me sit on the bed in my craft room with my eyes closed and told me to hold out my hands. Then he proceeded to search the room because he couldn't find the little guy. He finally managed to put the little bundle of fur into my hands. I've been talking about a second cat (well, kitten, because I managed to miss that phase with our big sweetie) for months (possibly years). The deal was that DH would get his dog, before I could get my second cat, but DH started a new job in July that's a lot more demanding, both in terms of time and effort, so a dog just hasn't been an option.
Sir and Merlin (I may have posed this)

The little guy came with the name Spike, but we decided to rename him, and he's now Merlin (due to his little disappearing act that first day, and multiple others in the days to follow). This continues our Arthurian legend trend, started with Sir Galahad (Sir).

The first few days were also pretty tense between the little guy and our big guy. But it soon turned out that behind all the hissing and growling that Sir was doing, was a big ole scardy cat. Even several weeks later, if both guys are in bed with me, and Merlin gets too close to him, Sir will lick his head, then hiss at him, and jump off the bed. I'm hoping this will pass.

Merlin is a bit clingy as far as cats go, perhaps because he was a stray rescue. When I'm at home, he'll follow me around the whole time. And when I pick him up, as long as he's tired, he'll go right to sleep in my arms. I wouldn't change my two boys for the world.

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