Today is Daisy's one month gotcha-versary! We've been getting to know each other better. She's coming to terms with our odd human rules, such as "no cats on the dining table", "no cats on the kitchen counter", "no cats on the dining table", "no clawing the couch", "no cats on the dining table", "no clawing the dining room chairs", "no cats on the dining table", "you can't eat my sandwich", "NO CATS ON THE DINING TABLE!!!!" and "yes, you have to wear your collar".
Daisy's a very good-natured cat. She seems to want to get along. She's doing well picking up on subtle clues, such as the glares she gets when she puts a paw on the dining table, but we're still in the "no means 'don't get caught'" phase. She wants to be where we are and see what we're doing. She has already taken to helping with the chores. And by helping, I mean obstructing us at every turn, and doing so in such an adorable way that we can't help but enjoy.
We've learned that she's a climber. A at tree of some tall sort seems to be in our future.
We've learned that she has two common approaches to life. One we call Lazy Daisy:
what are you.....???? I can't even.......
She enjoys just hangin' out on her "S" watching the humans do their stupid human stuff. She also has several pillows that she likes to relax on.
what're we watching this show for? don't you guys get animal planet?
As you can tell, she often crashes here when we watch t.v..
Her other usual approach to life is the one we call Crazy Daisy.
Die! Die! Die!!!!!
oh! tryin' to sneak up on me, huh?!? I'ma kill you again!!!
I've never lived with a kitten before, so I didn't appreciate how non-stop kinetic they are. If I ever managed to get any good pics of her speedy little self, I'll post those, too. For now, you'll have to settle for these.
I'm really pleased that she likes to wrestle with the carrot. We've bought her many and many toys of her own, but this hand-me-down carrot was one of Maddie's faves. It makes me feel good to see it delighting our current cat. Daisy carries it all over. Even brought it to bed in the wee hours to play around our feet.
Thank you, Tom, for the dietary suggestions. We'll definitely check those out. Perhaps, since she was a bottle-baby, she didn't get enough intestinal flora from her mom.
Thank you for the kind remarks welcoming Daisy to her new home and to the blogosphere.
I'll keep on chronicling the adventures of Daisy if you guys keep dropping by.