Zeppo seems to be a very friendly soul, who was taught that people are dangerous. This is very sad, however true, and we continue to let him become his best cat self. Last night, he scooted around guests several times, working up his courage, and we figure once he's been here a year, he'll be secure enough to get all the affection he wants.
At least he's very comfortable with Eleanor, however much she bops him, he trusts her and likes her. They are teaching bops, friendly bops, bops from his new aunt.
I gave her catnip as they enjoyed this new version of Under, he doesn't seem interested in 'nip.
It's the good rug. We got a cheaper area rug, 30% off too, that is now in the living room. Eleanor prefers the real dhurri wool, she does have standards. I dreamed of using some of the inheritance windfall on a real rug for the dining room, but this will work perfectly well, and if the cheaper, but still nice rug, gets food on it or spills, I won't mind. And when the new table arrives, in January or so, it will look wonderful.
See? Not wool, but nice. And a fraction of the price of a 'real' carpet. My inner scrimper is satisfied.
Zeppo just came up and did the spray wiggle at me, without spraying of course. Yes, Zeppo, I am yours, no matter.
2 comments:
That's a beautiful rug and those cats look very happy, if wary. I love your hardwood floor too.
Cat,
After so many apartments with beige carpets, we kinda fell in love with the floors.
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