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I'm the ringmaster of a kitteh circus
Feb. 2nd, 2008 11:41 amI decided this year I wasn't going to worry about getting into Vividcon. I was just going to make myself get out of bed early enough, and then sign up, and hopefully it would work out but if it didn't, I'd get on the waiting list or not at all, and life would go on. Made everything much less stressful. And like last year, I just managed to click on the reg page right as it went live, so I felt pretty confident it would be okay, and it was, and everything is good. Now I just hope I can be in a work situation that will not interfere with going. Life is very tenuous right now.
I wanted to thank everyone for your kind comments about Blues (and helpful info). I haven't had a chance to reply to people yet, as I'm desperately trying to troubleshoot some vid problems, work on changing my practicum class for spring, get my act together on job hunting stuff, meet with people to update my connections for job stuff, get all my work materials ready to hand off to whatever the poor schmuck gets stuck with my stuff, and play ringmaster at the kitteh circus. It was especially nice that those of you who'd had sick kittens who'd later gone on to be fine commented. So his first week here is now over, and I hope that the events are over!
I had forgotten, since it's been so long since i had one, just how much energy output kittens have. If I'm not trying to get him out of the sink and stop licking dangerous things or off the counter so he won't think it's okay to walk across the stove or clawing the furniture (having to take him each time over to the scratchy post), or getting him out of SOMEthing, I'm trying to play with Olive so she won't feel left out.
My plan of attack in terms of getting them used to each other flew out the window largely because my house is so small and awkward, and the two rooms with doors are so hard to get into and out of that Blues just kept escaping. He was fairly respectful of Olive at first, just wanting her to love him, but lately he's taken to chasing her around. I figure it's a good sign that she lets him chase her so I'm not complaining. He's also taken to appropriating her things -- the box she was hiding in, her cat perch, etc. She was in her perch, though, the other day, and I caught them in these very blurry photos -- she actually let him sit there for about 30 seconds without killing him, and if that's not a sign that he's winning her over, I don't know what is. There has been butt sniffage and nose sniffage, and she's more tolerant of him in general. I think his trilling helps a lot. It probably makes her feel momlike. He comes after her all the time, meowing, and it's like "Lady, hey! Hey, Lady, hey, hey! Lady! Hey, hey Lady!"
He's like a little tornado. Fun, but exhausting and nerve-wracking. But it's sweet and fun watching him navigate things, learn about the house. My furniture is taking a beating and its newness is being scratched off, but he seems quite fine around people when they come, and so the scratching is a minor problem compared to having a well-socialized, friendly kitty. Patience will hopefull win.
( Caught in the act )
I wanted to thank everyone for your kind comments about Blues (and helpful info). I haven't had a chance to reply to people yet, as I'm desperately trying to troubleshoot some vid problems, work on changing my practicum class for spring, get my act together on job hunting stuff, meet with people to update my connections for job stuff, get all my work materials ready to hand off to whatever the poor schmuck gets stuck with my stuff, and play ringmaster at the kitteh circus. It was especially nice that those of you who'd had sick kittens who'd later gone on to be fine commented. So his first week here is now over, and I hope that the events are over!
I had forgotten, since it's been so long since i had one, just how much energy output kittens have. If I'm not trying to get him out of the sink and stop licking dangerous things or off the counter so he won't think it's okay to walk across the stove or clawing the furniture (having to take him each time over to the scratchy post), or getting him out of SOMEthing, I'm trying to play with Olive so she won't feel left out.
My plan of attack in terms of getting them used to each other flew out the window largely because my house is so small and awkward, and the two rooms with doors are so hard to get into and out of that Blues just kept escaping. He was fairly respectful of Olive at first, just wanting her to love him, but lately he's taken to chasing her around. I figure it's a good sign that she lets him chase her so I'm not complaining. He's also taken to appropriating her things -- the box she was hiding in, her cat perch, etc. She was in her perch, though, the other day, and I caught them in these very blurry photos -- she actually let him sit there for about 30 seconds without killing him, and if that's not a sign that he's winning her over, I don't know what is. There has been butt sniffage and nose sniffage, and she's more tolerant of him in general. I think his trilling helps a lot. It probably makes her feel momlike. He comes after her all the time, meowing, and it's like "Lady, hey! Hey, Lady, hey, hey! Lady! Hey, hey Lady!"
He's like a little tornado. Fun, but exhausting and nerve-wracking. But it's sweet and fun watching him navigate things, learn about the house. My furniture is taking a beating and its newness is being scratched off, but he seems quite fine around people when they come, and so the scratching is a minor problem compared to having a well-socialized, friendly kitty. Patience will hopefull win.
( Caught in the act )
