Ok, first you have to play find the kitty...

On Friday, Tina came to visit and brought a friend with her. She told me a while ago about a cat for which some neighbors were trying to find a new home. They have a daughter and recently found out that she is very allergic to cats and I guess they decided to keep the kid instead of the cat! The cat is nine years old and may be named Curie or Moose, but I've decided to make it Kyrie. I don't think it really matters as she responds better to finger snaps and scratchy noices better than any of the names. She took a little while to get comfortable and not want to hide all of the time, but now she's quite social (although she still likes to hide under the covers when no one is home). Now I just need to train her not to pat my arm all night long.