Another Cat

Ever since that stray tabby has been hanging around, I have threatened to bring it in, or get a second cat.  And Mister Man told me to go ahead.  He told me I could have my own cat!  MY OWN!



I wasn't even in the market for my own cat....




But he said I could have one, and well, who can pass up that opportunity.





It finally rained here last Thursday, and our little neighborhood stray didn't like the rain.  I thought if it followed me home, I was going to have no choice but to give it shelter.  But it didn't follow me.  And then on Friday, we saw it with another neighbor on our street.  Apparently it likes to visit many households.  It's a friendly feline, after all.



And then on Sunday, this happened.

Technically it happened last week, briefly visiting the fence, then dashed away.

I thought it would dash away again....

But then this happened....

It saw The Redhead.

And well, the rest is history.

The Redhead found a new friend.

A silky soft friend.

That seems to love children.

Or at least this child.

But, before you wonder if it's actually ours...

Alas, that fuchsia colored collar with the jingle bells tells me that sweet little feline belongs to someone else.

Even if it did try to claim The Redhead for its very own.

It really liked her.

Really, really liked her.

Even going as far as....

Down.

Yeah, it jumped down, off the fence.

And when I tried putting it back on the fence, it jumped right back down.

So, wondering if the cat would indeed be able to get back out of our yard, I did what any reasonable person would do in my situation.  I told The Redhead to release The Kraken.  And I didn't even know that dog could run.  But she did.  I also didn't know she would have a problem with the cat, but apparently she doesn't like feline trespassers in the back yard.  And boy could that cat run too.  Escaping was not an issue.  It used its claws right up the telephone pole and away it went.  It came back within minutes and was waiting at our back door, staring up with its gorgeous eyes.  Until the big beast saw it.  And then repeat...

Now what?

I bought myself a new toy last Monday.  Mister Man forced me to.  He threatened to buy it himself, but then he wouldn't have used my 15% off promotion code, and well, that would have been a travesty.  So he tricked me into buying.  Cornered me, really.

And here it is.  Merely days later.




Alongside The Redhead's costume that arrived a day earlier than projected.







Now what?

It arrived on Thursday....and I still haven't even plugged it in.





Perhaps you're asking the same questions I am.  What do I do with it?  Where do I start?  I wasn't prepared to own it already!  What if it gathers dust?




Sure, it was a great deal for a $300 toy.  Thanks to my pals at Overstock.com, I paid $195 due to the $229 sale price and a 15% code that's been hanging in my e-mail for a couple of months.  But that price isn't so awesome if I don't use it.  Right?



Then again, how many toys do people buy themselves every day and rarely use them?  And why do I feel so darn guilty for getting something for myself?  Something I've decided over the years could help me with crafts involving text, as I absolutely hate stenciling and painting after a while.  I'm going to use it, right?




Sure I will.  Eventually.  Just as soon as I figure out how to use it.  Someday.  It hasn't stopped the cat from already taking over the boxes.

 As for The Redhead's costume, well, you'll just have to wait....

.....It's a plane....

A super plane.

Because The Redhead is just awesome like that.

Those are little seats.  With seatbelts!

I'm so glad she knows she can just use the paper and make crafts.