"Spiderpig. Spiderpig.
Does whatever a spiderpig does."
;D
I just can't stop singing that now... damn it all.
It's been stuck in my head for two days now.
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Anyway, I guess I'm off to bed now.
I'm guessing Kilala's not going to try and keep the house up all night again.
She's obsessing because there's a new cat hanging around the house.
Silly thing.
Oh yeah, we were adopted by another cat. A little black and white kitten. It's small, squeaky, adorable, and on crack all the time. XD
My mom named it Teensie. My dad nicknamed it "The Energizer Kitteh".
[ It keeps going, and going, and going... ]
We still don't know if it's a boy or girl, because it won't let us get close enough to it. My mom and I pet it once, after we bribed it with food. But when my mom tried to pick it up, it flipped out.
And Kilala, of course, doesn't approve of this little "punt-sized furball" being in her back yard. She's all kinds of upset about it.
She's pissing my mom off because she won't stop meowing at the windows whenever Teensie's around.
She'll just have to get over it. The outdoors isn't her domain anymore.
The house is. And Teensie isn't in the house. =]
So yes, now we technically have three cats.
Kilala, and the two abandones cuties that adopted us as their new humans.
Teensie and Patches.
Patches still comes and hangs around the house. We saw her today in fact, taking a nap on the back patio. That's the first time we've seen her in weeks.
She just doesn't let us get close enough to feed or pet her anymore. Brat. XD
