Obligatory kitaen minutiae post.

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I just let Tom in. He was jumping up on the door, hanging from the crossbar as he does. I opened it. He saw a kitten, ran off and sat on the concrete bunker a few feet away facing away from me! I picked him up and brought him in and cuddled him a bit. He didn't purr but he did nose me a bit. He's now eating tasty senior cat biscuits on the TV. (It has no vents on the top, so it's safe for him to sleep on. I put his bowl up there so the kitaens won't bug him when he's eating and Madam can't pinch his biscuits.)

Neo did a great cat trick today. I got home, went to the toilet and shut the door. Neo needed to poo, so he sat outside the door meowing for a bit. I was still in there ... so he knocked over the open bag of cat litter in the hall and pooped in there! Good kitten! If a cat's going to poop somewhere it shouldn't, I like it to show some clue in picking where ...

redcountess is thoroughly sick of poo, in all its manifestations (cats, rats, me, her ...). We're calling it a trial run for children.

Hey, at least I haven't started LiveJournals for the cats. (And nor will you, arkady!)

Update: I bought this tonight. I desperately hope it's here in time for B-Movie.