The last kitten we had in our home was Opie, five years ago! I've gone through a lot in those five years and I'm no longer loosey-goosey when it comes to letting a 4.5 pound kitten roam free about my home. So many dangers she can get into, like hiding inside the La-Z-Boy sofa, or shut inside a closet or cupboard, or escape into the garage...or maybe get her ears boxed by Peaches who is our Alpha Cat. Since I didn't ask Peaches for purrrmission to adopt Dori, I'm a little nervous about their eventual face to face meeting.
So far Dori has met Herman in my office. He isn't thrilled, but then...Herm isn't thrilled about much unless it's all about him.
|MY CHAIR -- go away!|
|D: Can I come up? O: What's da password?|
|D: How bout a smoochie? O: How about a smack in da puss?|
|D: Oh! I wuv dis toy! O: Hey! I was gonna play wif that.|
|D: Mom likes me better than you. O: Brace yourself, I'm gonna smack ya!|