Yes, I’m bad at blogging. We’ve established this. Let’s skip all the promises to be better, blah blah, and move along to the new stuff, shall we?
So, I’ve acquired this asshole.
I know, I know, she looks cute and cuddly and adorable. She is all those things. She’s also DETERMINED to be filthy all the time. ALL THE TIME. She can’t seem to navigate the litter box and steps in her own poop every single time. Then, immediately after I clean her up, she jumps right back in. If she does manage to stay poop free for a few minutes, she will submerge her entire head into the cat food (the soft kind, with the really stinky “gravy”). Did I mention that she really likes to cuddle with me after she does these things? Oh, she does. I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m her mother and should groom her clean or something. So, I bathe her and we start the cycle all over again.
I found her at work. Her mother abandoned her last week. She seems to be about a month old and didn’t understand eating solid food the first couple of days, hence the soft food. She definitely has it down now, though. The dog is completely enamored. The other cat, not so much. She still needs a name. Somehow, poopfoot doesn’t seem very feminine, but I’m sure we’ll come up with something appropriate.