Friday, January 05, 2007
Little kitty gave me a scare today because, after running around like a maniac all yesterday, he seemed quite lethargic today, and also wasn't interested in the food we gave him. So this evening, after gnawing my fingernails and reading about various horrible ailments that can afflict kittens -- including a feline version of SIDS -- I raced to the store and bought a bunch of different kinds of food.
IAMS kitten chow seems to have done the trick. He chowed down just fine on that, thank goodness.
The next time I came into the room, I couldn't find him. He wasn't on the white fluffy pillow on my rocking chair where he usually sleeps. He wasn't on the couch. He wasn't under the couch. I was starting to panic when I saw him perched among the rocks, statues and tchotchkes on top of my bookcase. Little kitty's a climber!
So here's a photo of Balthazar with Fledgling and Gabriel. (Mind you, I keep Fledgling on top of the bookcase to try to protect her feathers from cats. Silly me!)
In other news, I wrote a draft of my homily for Sunday. It's definitely not one of my better efforts, but it will do. This is one of those times when I'm really grateful that the center of Episcopal Sunday worship is the Eucharist -- and, in this case, baptism -- and not the homily!
I'll stop posting cute cat pictures soon. Really I will. Honest.
Any minute now. I promise.
What -- you don't believe me?