Yeah, I wanted that to read like “catsup,” but it doesn’t, does it? Oh, well.
I went back to the Humane Society today to visit Fabrizio. Unfortunately, he was indisposed while getting his harbls removed, so I decided to visit with Reid instead, see what was what with Señor Spaz. After watching him flip his tiny kitten self up onto the carpeted cat tree by a single claw and generally freak out all over the place, I decided Reid just wasn’t for me. Brizio is more my speed, and I need to find him a mellower playmate, especially if the head-tilt situation indicates something chronic that will make him uneasy.
After talking with one of the HS staff, she guided me to Dallas, a 5-month-old black-and-white kitty with a friendly disposition. Being a little older, he was mellower by default, but his personality was just a huge flip from Reid, who didn’t seem all that keen on physical contact from humans. So I’m considering swapping one for other, as guilty as I feel about that. But I know it makes more sense. I probably will go back to the HS at lunch tomorrow, see if Fabrizio is recovered enough to hang with for a bit, maybe try to get them in a room together and see how they get along.
That’s it for now! Over and out.