I woke up this morning to a Barf and Poop Extravaganza. Honestly, I don't know why this seems to happen all at once, but the dog seemed to have a field day in our basement, and I found several piles of cat barf in strategic locations around the house. *sweeeet*
My new foster kitten "Bradley" has been a perfect fit in the house so far. He spent the night in the washroom so that he could get used to the idea of being in a home again. This morning he was ready to party! Unfortunately, he only wants to party with ME...not with the other cats. Poor Sherman really needed a partner in crime. It's not that Bradley doesn't like other cats - in fact, he's GREAT with other cats. He just loves me. He perched on my shoulder the entire day!
The highlight of the day was when "Butters" our grumpy orange alpha male cat sauntered up to Bradley. Bradley looked so sweet, "Hey orange guy! Be my friend!" Butters laid his ears flat and gave Bradley the nastiest, spitty hiss I had ever heard. In mid-hiss, Butters started to sputter and cough like an old man. It was a lovely moment that ol' bad a$$ Butters wasn't such a bad a$$ afterall.
I think things are going to work out just *fine*.