Finally, the cats are integrated.
Lucy has been upstairs, and the rest of them have been down. We have let one or two of them go up on occasion, so everyone knows that there is a new girl in town.
This has gone on since last week. Today I said, enough already.
I opened all the doors.
Miss Puss moaned deep in her throat, while hiding under a piece of furniture.
Kizzy took one look and ran the other way.
Sydney, looking fierce, batted the air from around the corner of the door, while hissing loudly.
Jinx looked scared to death. When Lucy finally found herself downstairs, they almost ran into each other coming around a corner, knocking the broom down and making quite the clatter. Then they both high tailed it off.
After about an hour of this, they all found someplace to sleep.
Except for Kizzy.
I guess he thought I needed help.
I had orders to ship out, and some organization to do. And some socks to cut.
I am presently knitting some fingerless mitts for my daughter, in angora. I have started them three times, to get the right size. Angora is lovely to work with, but different.
When I bought it, at the Fiber Festival, I was tempted to buy a couple of rabbits and grow my own angora.
But the impulse passed.
Sometimes, when I have these crazy ideas, if I wait a bit, they will evaporate.
I usually like Mondays. Not so much today. I would have liked it better if the sun had shined. But it didn't, so I just put my mind to getting some work done. And I did.
I love October though, and I am definitely going to plan some days off. I know this month will get away from me, but not without a fight.