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“As soon as you’re done taking photos of me, I will claw the crap out of your couch. You cannot stop me. I am Cat.”

We (me and the lovely man) got a kitten. We are moving in to a new place at the end of July, which means combining silverware and tupperware, deciding which blender stays (his), and which pots and pans go (mine). It means intertwining our lives the way our fingers are when we hold hands (wow, that was pretty sappy even for me, but whatever). It means a solid step across the threshold to what is next for us, toward the future, toward each other. And on Sunday, we got a kitten to begin this next phase with us and to satisfy a need for pet induced stress-reduction (his) and some serious kitty lust (mine).

"And then, while you were at work, I decided to build a fort with your pillows and use my newly sharpened claws to snag the silk on all your pillow cases"

“And then, while you were at work, I decided to build a fort with your pillows and use my newly sharpened claws to snag the silk on all your pillow cases.”

We’ve got a few names floating around and are waiting for one to land. In the meantime, we haz kitten. I will take my rightful place as a cat photo/video poster on the interwebs. Isn’t that what it’s for anyway?

Life is good. And even better with kittens.

 

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