I've done a lot of stuff.
I've taken a lot of pictures. Even edited them.
But I haven't blogged about any of it.
One thing I have been doing...
Cleaning up after my little kitten, Sammy.
He's gone from a little angel who fell asleep in all the cutest positions...
To a feisty little sucker who gives new life to the statement "curiosity killed the cat"
He's particularly interested in all things bathroom.
He's fallen into my bath twice.
He attacks all things with gusto.
Guess that will teach me to put the toilet paper on the roll.
He has a special fascination with Q-Tips.
And when one angle doesn't work - there is always another.
He fights them into submission.
He doesn't even clean his ears first.
He loves his bear (the one I got from Shaw Floors at Haven).
Goes right for the throat every time.
He sits behind me on the couch and plays with my hair until his claws and my hair are inextricably linked.
He loves protein shakes much more than he likes his own food.
He can successfully jump to the top of the stove.
He still chases his tail
He follows me wherever I go.
When I go to the bathroom he likes to sit behind me.
Yes. BEHIND me.
No. I don't have any pictures of that.
He has broken down 10% of the impenetrable wall that is his sister.
She is her daddy's girl. And she doesn't have much need for a brother.
Very soon he will get his cat vasectomy. And he will change.
And he will get older and spend his days sleeping and eating and walking around and sitting in people's laps and sleeping and licking himself and eating and sleeping and laying with me on the couch and sleeping and walking around and looking out the window and hanging out in the office while Mr. Quirky works and sleeping and - well - you know....
And I will miss my little energetic bouncing bundle of fur.
And will love my Man Sam.
Make something wonderful today!