One year ago today Nate & I emerged from a late-night study sesh in Dennis Hall to discover the world’s most adorable creature crouched under my car, worrying herself to pieces over the in-progress ice storm. Because she seemed house-trained/people-friendly and desperate, I swept her up into my arms and, shortly thereafter, our lives. (BAAAWW) To celebrate the first year, we gave her two extra scoops of cat food and lots of playtime with two of her favorites–Mr. Springy Foil Bow and Dr. Dental Floss. The latter is possibly her best-loved “toy”–every time she hears the rattle of the canister at teeth-brushing time she sprints into the bathroom and demands her own string.
Some of her other quirks include: snorting, snoring/wheezing, scratching everything (til one of us bellows “Hugs Time!” and she stops, fearing an embrace), getting in a box and planting, being a B, attacking her small bean friends Mr. Dog and Cow-Cow, hiding out in the shower, sticking her weird cat-arms through the holes in a particular laundry basket, and mauling mobile phones, especially while in speakerphone mode.
According to Unix, though, the best part of her birthday was the catnip binge. (Big thanks to Auntie Catherine for making it possible.) Photographic evidence as to why a run for public office is no longer an option:
Birthday kisses, Ra-ra.
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