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Easter Shenanigans

 

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Not that I think anyone was waiting breathlessly for my Easter post, but sorry for taking so long with it, anyway. I’m a horribly lazy person. And addicted to Skyrim. So I could pretend I’m a busy adult with lots of important things to do except really I’m just lame.

Easter started off on the right foot, with the introduction of Milo, shown in the picture above. My brother and his girlfriend just got the little guy a couple months ago. They thought he would be a great Easter bunny. He wasn’t all that great at hiding eggs, but his adorableness made that easy to forgive.

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Lily and Dan were being very hammy while the eggs were being hidden, so, I obliged them by taking these silly pictures.

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Lily preferred to flip the exercise on its head, swapping her bucket and ears. Not to be outdone, Aidan put on everything he could find.

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The littlest member of the family, my brother’s daughter, Kiera, is a bit young to participate in this particular pre-Easter ritual. But I’m sure next year she’ll be hamming it up for the camera just like her cousins.

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By the time they got their heads de-bucketed, it was time to actually hunt.

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Fortunately, they’re not cutthroat egg hunters. They both filled their buckets and no one got knocked down or anything. Kiera hunted, too, insofar as a one year old can. She didn’t really get the concept but she was pretty cute the whole time while she was stumbling around with her parents.

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John was involved with his own egg hunt, while the kids weren’t looking. I was looking, though, and I caught him snatching an egg out of the tree (silly that it was there to begin with, since none of the kids could reach it). He proceeded to take the candy out of the egg and put it back where he found it.

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Shameful. But there was no shortage of candy and other treats for the kids, anyway. They barely missed that one. I mean, look at this haul!

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Big-eared Love

Our new kitten, Koshek, isn’t really getting along with the other felines. When Roma isn’t fending off his attacks, she’s starting fights with him. Because she doesn’t know how to play or because she hates his face. I don’t speak cat, so I couldn’t tell you. And Smoosh…well…the less said about her, the better. He isn’t entirely friendless in the house, however. Prim, at least, doesn’t hate him.

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We got Prim from a bunny rescue nearly four years ago, when we were still living in San Jose. I wanted a different bunny but John insisted on Prim (then named Shasta) because she has a lot of attitude. Boy, does she ever. It might not be entirely clear in the following picture, since it isn’t moving, but what happened was Prim jumped at Koshek, who responded by leaping up onto the chairs.

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Roma and Prim never became friends because Roma’s fear of Prim outweighed her curiosity. Koshek does not have that problem. Every time he gets scared, he comes right back. He’s never even hesitant.

Now I’ve set the scene so, I present to you, Kitten & Bunny: A Love Story

 

The players:

Primrose

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Koshek

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Act 1: So Much Lurking

It begins simply enough, with a little bit of interest.

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Maybe a little too much interest.

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Mostly, Koshek was overly attached. Bit of a stalker.

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Act 2: Violent Displays of Affection

Next comes a bit of schoolboy mischief. Koshek decided he liked Prim, so he showed her. By hitting her. (Forgive the blurriness of the action shots, my cell phone camera is not perfect.)

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Prim, for her part, reacted like a lady. She sniffed and pretended to be aloof.

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So, to prove his love, Koshek escalated.

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Act 3: Cage Match

Prim wanted to go outside. Koshek, of course, wanted to follow. When he first got in with her, he tried to play hard to get.

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That, of course, quickly turned into stalking.

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And creeping.

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Leaping.

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Leaping lead to excessive contact.

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The contact, amazingly, led to friendship.

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Curtain close.

 

 

 

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I Have a New Cat!

I was going to trace my desire to have another cat but I realized midway through that that was silly. I always want another cat. I love cats. I have long since been a crazy cat lady just waiting to happen. My husband is the only one who has kept me from collecting strays. And, OK, maybe a little common sense. I’m quite allergic to cats, you see, and filling my life with them would be less than wise. That did not stop me from trying my damnedest to adopt Skippy when he showed up at my friend Carrie Anne’s house. (You can read all of Skippy’s story here.) Unfortunately, I could not win over my in-laws/landlords and Skippy did not become mine.

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This past weekend, another stray fell into our lives. Quite literally, actually, since some jackass dropped it over a fence into the alley behind my sister-in-law’s house. At first, it was unclear to Kayti that the little guy had been abandoned. He seemed to just be lost. He was freshly bathed, had trimmed nails and was extremely friendly. She went around the neighborhood asking if anyone lost a kitten and learned what happened from her next door neighbor.

John and I were due to start pet-sitting the next day so she let us know we would be watching a kitten as well as a dog. Of course, we were super thrilled but pretended to be put out. We’re so cool. The dog in question is the reason the kitten would need to find another home. Buster is great with people but he has a serious cat problem.

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The moment I held this kitten, he was going to be mine. He immediately nuzzled my neck and started purring. I was way gone. Kitten love overload. Every time I put him down, however, his mouth started going. He would just wander around meowing as loudly as possible. For some people, that might be a deal breaker, but I have always loved noisy cats. They remind me of myself.

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Big selling point. Another one: after only two unfortunate accidents, he was completely box-trained. It’s serious enough that if he can’t get to his box, he will yowl until you let him get to it. I know a lot of dogs like that but I’ve never had a cat that wouldn’t just pee wherever if they couldn’t get to their box. He’s awesome, is what I’m getting at.

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I think the reason I got this kitten and not Skippy is, this time, John was on my side. He loves animals and he loved Skippy but he didn’t think we should have him. With this little orange fuzzball, John fell just as hard and fast as I did. I told him, this is our cat now. And he said, absolutely. We were on the same page about an animal for the first time since we adopted our bunny.

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The in-laws/landlords turned out to be not our biggest hurdle in integrating the little Koshek (named after a cat on a radio drama I listen to). That designation goes to our resident old lady and my favorite cat, Roma. She had always ignored the aggression from the other cat of the household and I was certain that she would at worst be apathetic about having a new roommate. No such luck. She is unbelievably angry about the kitten situation. She hisses and growls and chases him away when he comes near her. I can’t believe that my gentle, shy kitty has become such a beast.

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For Koshek’s part, he keeps coming back for more. Last night, he came up behind her while she was angrily twitching her tail, and he jumped on it. Fortunately he was smart enough to run away because she turned around ready to strike. I’ve never dealt with this situation before so I’m kind of splitting my time between Googling the problem and winging it. We’ll see how it goes.

We mustn’t skip over the important thing here, though. I have a kitten! A kitten! There’s a new cat in my life! Woo-hoo!

 

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