February 23, 2008

• Well, it was bound to happen eventually...

  James and Wolfie are gone.

  We had the cable guy come over yesterday to find out why our Internet didn't want to work.  They seemed okay with it, but I put them in our room anyway so they wouldn't get stepped on or sneak out.  Once the guy was gone, I went to check on them.

  They FREAKED.  Started screeching at me in that horrible voice kitties can get.  We left the door open, figuring they'd calm down if they could get out and see that the "intruder" was gone.

  No dice.  James especially would start growling if you even looked at him, and Wolfie would come running over to "defend" him.  After half-an-hour, they were still ticked off.

  Finally, Patrick and I decided enough was enough.  They freaked out about 3 weeks earlier, and Wolfie ripped the crap out of my leg.  Almost enough in one spot to need stiches.  And the only thing I could think was "What if that had happened to Cara?".  And it terrified me.

  So we took them to the same shelter where we got Tsume from, so they'll hopefuly find a good home.  If not...

  ...well, I'd rather not think about that part.

   

  But other than that, everything else is fine.  Cara now has four little teeth (all in front) that she uses like a mountain-climber's axe when she wants to stand up if you're holding her in your lap.  Just digs them right into your shoulder.

  It's actually pretty cute, since it doesn't hurt...yet.

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