There's A New Girl In Town
Mr. Grumpbump thinks I am crazy. He said so last night, just before he fell asleep. His thoughts are that I have no reason when it comes to cats.
The crux of his pronouncement was our new kitten, Pepper.
|Pepper, a/k/a Monkey born 2-24-2013|
Ever since Tigger's death, I have wanted to adopt a third cat. We've been comfortable with two, but Tigger was such a pleasant cat and I truly believe that we can manage three. Also, I was fairly confident that we would adopt another boy cat since Macy and Delilah barely tolerate each other.
A co-worker, who sponsored me for the SPCA Meow March in February, told me that a stray cat had given birth in her mother's yard and that they were monitoring her and her four kittens. She invited me to come see the kittens once they were about seven weeks old. The kittens (two boys, two girls) were adorable, of course, and I immediately made up my mind to take one of the boys for my own. However, during the visit, Pepper seemed to me the most interested in me and was more comfortable being held, petted and loved on than her other brother or sister. When I texted Mr. Grumpbump a picture of the kittens, he remarked that Pepper was very cute. I'm not surprised by his comment as she is very similar in appearance to Tigger. However, she's a girl and I wasn't sure how that would go over with the ladies-in-residence, Macy and Delilah.
So I left that day without a kitten, telling my co-worker that I would discuss it with Mr. Grumpbump and get back with her. Two days later, Friday, April 19, I picked up Pepper and brought her home. I took her to the vet that next day, Saturday, and Pepper got a clean bill of health.
Eight days later, we are adjusting to Pepper's extremely energy and playfulness. Neither Delilah or Macy have been that welcoming but they aren't aggressive with Pepper at all. They just voice their displeasure and Pepper decides to do something else. Pepper is living in our guestroom. We moved a cat tree in there and the floor is littered with cat toys. Pepper has not been on the patio; it's still way too much for her and I don't think she has a comfortable feel for the interior of the house yet.
We love the name Pepper because of her coloring - although she is mainly tabby-striped, there are lots of black dot marking on her back and belly. However, a more descriptive name for her personality is Monkey, and that's what we call her a majority of the time. Here's an example of her frenzied playtime and why Monkey works so well for her.
This means that for a while there will be a majority of time and pictures and videos focusing on Pepper so if you aren't of a kitten-mind, this is not the blog for you.
And in case you were wondering, knitting is going to be a bitch when Pepper is around.