Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Cat Scratch Fever

A few months ago, K and I decided that we desperately needed a dog. We went to the puppy store, cuddled with a few, considered curbing back our time away from home to make it a part of our tiny family. Then....we woke up. It was almost winter, and we don't have a yard. We also both work long hours, making a dog tricky. Therefore, the next logical move was to go to the shelter and adopt two tiny, ten week old kittens. I chose an orange and white striped pal, who I named Felix. KG chose a black and white purrer who he dubbed Dante.

Five months later, the cats are a force to be reckoned with. Now in their teenage years, they reflect their owners' personalities to a T. Felix is relentlessly friendly, always causing mischief and messes, and is probably the clumsiest cat I've ever seen. Dante hides when others come over, and hates any change to the usual house routine. He also pouts when things don't go his way. We adore them both, even though K adamantly refuses to admit it.

I mention the other two residents of our apartment for two reasons.
1) K is working from home today and had to put Felix in his crate for a time out because he refused to stop tearing down the framed posters in our front room.
2) Yesterday, while working on the previously mentioned wedding website, I created a badass site that briefly made us sound cool and funny while also giving all 8 billion of our wedding guests the registry and hotel info. It even had pictures....for about 6 seconds until Felix stepped on the control button and deleted the entire thing. I guess we'll just have to actually TALK to all of our loved ones instead. Sigh....

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