Just as Aish was getting used to living in Austin, her life was upset by the addition of two cats and two ladies.
Actually Carol and Rudy moved in before Daphne and I did. Rudy got here a couple of weeks ago, and Carol moved in the during the interim.
There have been lots of fights and hissing and litter boxes and clean-ups, but it seems like everyone is settling in.
You might wonder, "What about Aish?" Well, she has her own place of comfort and hiding. I'd be lying if I didn't say that it freaks me out a little bit, as it has a horrifically "Phantom of the Opera" quality about it.
That's right. Aish has turned into a skulking lurker. She's hanging out...
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Plotting our demise, no doubt. She rests, but she never sleeps... neverrrr sleeeeeeepssss.
The one of Carol on the dining chair looks like she has no legs. Is Aish STILL there? "The kiiiiiiiiiity of the chin-mi-ney is heeeeeeeere....Inside your mind!"
ReplyDeleteWe call that Carol's "turkey" pose.
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