“stick them with the pointy end”
Introducing Arya:
It’s been about a year since we lost Calypso, and things have gotten such that we thought it was time to add someone new to the family. We picked her up from the local animal shelter on Wednesday, and she’s settled in pretty well since. She’s wonderfully personable, and has at least begun making friends with the other feline occupants of the house (although the biggest of them seem somewhat afraid of her). She’s 12 weeks old, and as of the vet visit on Saturday, two point seven pounds of curiosity. So far, she’s been an exemplary little companion, acting in ways befitting of the more pleasant aspects of her literary namesake.
I am quite taken with her, as are we all.
She also doesn’t seem to like being photographed (or at least likes to present herself as a gray-cream blob of fur by looking away from the camera) – this was taken Saturday afternoon, shortly after a vet visit, where the poor kitten was poked, prodded, and vaccinated, and thus, a little less energetic than usual. It’s the best we have so far.
