A Cat’s-Eye View: New additions

Just when I thought I’d seen it all. Seen all the new things, the crazy things my writer-human could do. And then she goes and does this.

Hi! I'm Dezirey!

Hi! I’m Dezirey!

She brings home a kitten.

Yup. You heard right. I now have a younger cat in the house. A little black ball of fluff, claws and terror. What, don’t believe me? Come on, look at that face!

But you know, things aren’t as bad as I thought they were. Sure, for the first two days I refused to let the little thing (also known as Dezirey, or Dez) anywhere near me. I stayed under my writer-owner’s bed for a full 20 hours in protest, only leaving to get to the water and litterbox that had been moved close by. And I watched. A lot. Hey, just because I didn’t like the little stinker, didn’t mean I was going to just let her take over my home!

What'cha doin'? Can I help?

What’cha doin’? Can I help?

And okay. Maybe she’s a little bit entertaining to watch. I mean, she’s clumsy, and curious, and gets into absolutely everything.

If my writer-human’s typing, Dez’ll be trying to walk on the keyboard. If scalemail is the project of the day, Dezirey’s right there, getting into everything. She climbs all over the couch, up my writer-owner’s leg—anything she can reach, she climbs to the top.

I fear for my writer-human’s more fragile-looking belongings if Dez ever turns her attention to be bookshelves. Despite all this, the black fluff-ball seems to be winning over everyone’s hearts. I was determined I was not going to fall for her tricks!

But now, a little over a week later, things are looking—well, still different. But maybe not as bad as I initially thought. Sure, I would be content living in a single cat kind of home for the rest of my life.

That's one tuckered out kitten!

That’s one tuckered out kitten!

But Dez is growing on me, slowly but surely. I might not be entirely comfortable with her yet, or with Dezirey’s fascination with trying to catch my tail, but she can be quite amusing.

Like the way she tends to steal any toy that catches her fancy and drags it off to “her” room. Including things that aren’t really toys. Or the way that she will be on hyper-speed one minute, then completely flat-out asleep the next, in whatever position she winds up in. Or how she flings herself into any situation, then has the audacity to look shocked and innocent of whatever outcome her actions may have.

Don’t get me wrong, there’s things I still don’t like about Dez. She eats my food, and throws little temper-tantrums where she hops sideways with her back arched and spits in an attempt to get her way. Then there’s how she tries to follow me everywhere, all the time. And remember how I said she flings her way into everything?

I do mean everything. Including me.

But my writer-owner continues to give me treats, new toys, and plays with me, even with Dezirey around. I still have a place in my human’s heart—I don’t even have to share it all that much. Which is good, because everyone knows how cats feel about sharing.

IMG_0216So we’re still getting used to each other, but it’s getting better. It’s another change, another personality to get used to and learn all her quirks. But I handled change the first time around when I was the new cat in town. I can adapt to this too. And now, I’ll have always have someone to hang out with when my writer-human is working or writing.

Yup. I think this could be the beginning of something wonderful.

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2 Comments

  • daleenc Posted August 25, 2015 9:54 am

    Haha! Love it when there’s a different view being written from. 😀

  • Katie Morford Posted September 25, 2015 6:43 am

    Haha Carrie’s cats have more personality than some people I know. 😉

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