Monthly Archives: February 2007

Climbing the family tree

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Gun-Hee’s pedigree on ERoS, the Electronic Register of Somalis, a worldwide database of the Somali cats (and, of course, Abyssinians).

This is so awesome. Not only does it list his ancestry, but it has the names of his brother (Jaspurr) and sisters (Sweet Sophie and Betula Birch). Somehow, it’s just so nice to know that his littermates are out there, and they have names, and those names are in the database in perpetuity.

The St. Valentine’s Day Paper Towel Massacre

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As I posted earlier, I woke up this morning to find the landscape of the kitchen almost as covered in white as the landscape outside the window. For whatever reason, an innocent roll of paper towels was brutally savaged over night.

Oh, the horror! And when I went to examine the scene more closely, the perpetrator, showing no remorse, came barelling back into the scene of the crime…

Leaving no doubt as to who was responsible for the fiberage… It was the KMD!

Happy Valentine’s Day

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I woke up this morning, went into the kitchen…and discovered that, despite this being the day devoted to love and romance, sometime during the night a great battle had been waged in the kitchen and, as a result, the roll of paper towels had been brutally attacked and murdered, pieces of its flesh scattered far and wide across the floor.

Film at 11.

Cat about town

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I took Gun-Hee on the T today. We rode the Red Line, from Broadway to Porter Square. I managed to get one of the single seats, so when we got settled, I let him out of his carrier (he had his harness and leash on, of course) so he could sit on my lap.

He enjoyed it immensely. He didn’t stay on my lap (what Aby would?), but I kept him on the seat, either on my lap, shoulder, or the window sill to my right. As we approached Charles MGH, I set him on the window sill, and tapped the window so he’d look outside. The sight of the Charles River was most interesting to him, as were the cars driving alongside the train.

A few people (interestingly, mostly male teenagers) were enchanted by the well-behaved kitten. One, as he got off at Harvard Square, said, “Bye, kitty.” “Say ‘goodbye,’” I said to Gun-Hee, who, to my parental delight, immediately meowed in response. I’m sure that kid will remember that for a while.

Then, when the announcement, “Next Stop…PORTER SQUARE,” came over the PA system, I held open Gun-Hee’s carrier and “clicked” at him, saying, “Come on, get in your bag.” Again, to my proud delight (and not a little surprise), he promptly clambered down off my shoulder and into his carrier.

He’s an endlessly amazing little kitten.

My little boy’s growing up!

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Last night I took Gun-Hee for a walk around the building, and I noticed his kitten harness was a bit hard to fasten. It was up to it’s largest adjustment. So I tried his “adult” harness on him (the same size as the one Tessie wears), adjusted to the smallest size…and it fit!

My little boy’s growing up…next week, he’ll be 5 months old.