Merlyn cannot be contained

MERLYN: It’s snuggle time!

ME: No honey, I’m working.

MERLYN: I’ll just sit behind you on this chair.

ME: Sure, that’s fine.

MERLYN: And nudge you with my head.

ME: Kinda disruptive…

MERLYN: Now I’ll sit in front of the monitor and nuzzle your chin.

ME: Uh, I can’t see.

MERLYN: My face is now in your face! Like my tail?

ME: Urmph…can’t…breathe…

HEADLINE: Aspiring author dies of cat love asphyxiation.

Lydia exploding from her carrier at the shelter

On Wednesday my husband and I visited a shelter run by Toronto Animal Services to look at the kittens available for adoption.

The closest, the South Region centre, was difficult to reach due to blockades set up for the Indy races which were happening that weekend. After circling the centre for close to half an hour, we approached some service people who let us walk across the track, dodging giant beer trucks, trucks with construction and other dubious materials.

We eventually made it of course.

We’d checked online to see what was available, and to me this little kitten looked like the cutest thing ever, and in person she turned out to be even sweeter, climbing on my shoulder, nuzzling and licking my ear. How could I not fall in love? Continue reading »

Jude plays peek-a-boo

Slight problem with the water bottle today.

My sister’s boyfriend warned me about it, but I thought it was working. It wasn’t, and I came home to a very thirsty rabbit.

Merlyn hung around for a bit chasing (and then eating) stray bits of hay that escaped Jude’s cage. He really, really likes it.

After much water guzzling, Jude decided it was time for her daily hop around the cage. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth between the cage and the bookcases. Rarely actually venturing out into the wider room.  Thrilling pet. Really. Continue reading »