Happy March! For the past couple of years, a group of Slow Travel bloggers have joined in a February “blog everyday challenge.” This year, the challenge is called “March Madness” and honestly, I've been waffling about whether or not I was going to join in this year. But thanks to Kim, I'm in and going to go for it. I figure that even if I only manage to blog five days a week over the next month, it will be an improvement. Plus, I’ve got lots of Venice photos I haven’t shared yet, so there will probably be a bunch of those. You can see the rest of the mad bloggers in the list on my sidebar.
I’m going to start off the month with a few more photos of my new kitten, Joey. He is such a doll and has proven to be a wonderful addition to the family, though it was a bumpy ride at first (but nothing unusual; cats hate change and I didn’t expect LuLu and Maria to welcome him with open arms).
His first visit to the vet~
The vet was teasing him about being in Maria's girly pink carrier. Joey didn't seem to mind. :)
Relaxing at home in the cat bed. He's got the most beautiful golden eyes. ~
Through my volunteer work the past few months, I’ve met so many cats that I’ve thought about adopting. It wasn’t an easy decision. I knew early on that I wanted to adopt a “least likely to be adopted” cat, which means a shy, handicapped, older, or black cat. Sadly, black cats are at the bottom of the desirability scale for many reasons and are usually the first to be euthanized at public shelters because it’s just assumed that no one will want them.
Luckily, my Joey ended up at a no-kill shelter where I met him and fell in love with his winning personality and affectionate nature. I had a feeling that a younger male cat would be the easiest to merge into my family, so I brought him home. LOTS of hissing and glaring from the girls at first. Maria surprised me by being terrified of him – she took one look at him when he first arrived and ran off to hide under the bed! Then later, when she smelled him on my shirt, she hissed at ME (god, I love that crazy cat!).
So I kept them separate for a week, put a lot of time into carrying their scents back and forth so they could get used to each other’s smells, let them have a few short supervised visits (hiss! glare!), and after about a week when the hissing began to dwindle off, I let Joey out of his safe room. Very shortly, the kitten had LuLu and Maria playing with him and running up and down the hall (I call Joey their new personal trainer). So it’s all worked out just fine; the three of them nap together on the sofa during the day and sleep in the bed with me at night. And it’s not any more trouble having three cats vs. two; the only challenge I’m having are the “food wars” because of course, Joey wants to eat their grown-up food and Maria wants his kitten food. :)
Joey is so glad to have a home and a family. Sometimes he looks at me with absolute adoration and gratitude in his eyes. I love him so much.
He has a cute white spot on his belly~
Making biscuits on my stomach~
Mom, let's play!
Surrounded by toys in the cat condo~
Happy March Madness! Oh and by the way, unless an absolute miracle happens, I won't be doing any "real" (ie, basketball) March Madness posts this year since my Tar Heels have completely and utterly crashed and burned this season. I can't whine too much since we HAVE won two National Championships in the past five years. :) But boy, it's been an ugly season of hoops this year.