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Tallulah and Hubert are adjusting very, very well to having a home.
It's little things that sometimes make me realize what a long way we've come. Lula still has the stray's habit of very light sleeping, but now instead of leaping up, wide awake and anxious, when you walk into the room she'll just open one eye at you. When Hubie and Lula are playing with abandon, they can forget we're there. We can turn a corner and surprise the hell out of them. Now, though, instead of looking alarmed, they just look annoyed. At first, whenever Tallulah would try something new and we'd see her do it, she'd come rushing over to us and have to be encouraged and reassured that it's okay, for example, to jump in the laundry basket. She's gotten much more confident, and now if something new comes into the house she doesn't hesitate to assume it's for her. Though it's not very nice, and certainly not rational, I had somehow not wanted to bring out Mikey's favorite things for Lula and Hubert. But I opened a closet door the other day and saw Mike's tunnel there, all washed and put neatly away and going to waste, and got it out for the kitties. Both of them immediately started chasing each other through it and the one outside the tunnel pouncing on the one inside the tunnel and having a blast. No reassurance necessary. We've had some days with nice weather lately and I've opened the windows. Outside sounds can terrify Hubert, but I have mostly been able to reassure him and keep him from running away and hiding. It's actually significant progress that I am now at least a little less scary than a lawn mower. Hubert, in fact, has recently and suddenly crossed some sort of threshold into sociability with the humans. We're now more interesting than scary, and he will even occasionally approach us for *very* short periods of petting. He signals that it would be okay to pet him for a nanosecond by plopping himself down at our feet and rolling over to show his adorable spotted belly. There are also little things that just make me smile: Hubert went to TED today for another round of shots, and he hissed at the tech. Baby's first hiss! Doesn't it make you all misty? (Hubert is 13 weeks old and weighs 6 pounds. TED joked that he was going to call the ASPCA on me for not feeding the kitten.) Hubert's tail is outrageously long, and sometimes he sleeps with it curled over his eyes. I woke Hubert reaching over him to turn off a lamp, and he looked up and mrrrped at me. Another first. :-) Lula sits in the cello position in a cardboard box, with one back leg in the air, but instead of tending to personal hygiene she rips bits out of the edge of the box from this position. Silly cat. Hubert's been spending quite a bit of time in the cello position just lately too, checking out the *new* things that have recently appeared beneath his tail. He doesn't know they won't be there for very long. Tallulah's not a big girl, but she's earned the nickname Linebacker Lula; she has broad shoulders and hips, a wide rib cage, short solid legs, feet like catcher's mitts, and a head/neck proportion not often seen outside the NFL. It makes her extra nice to cuddle, though she's only gradually warming up to being held. Hubert, on the other hand, is narrowly built and so skinny and soooo long that he's very reminiscent of a snake. His fur gets silkier every day, and it's lovely to stroke down the looong length of kitten whenever he'll let us. ------ Krista |
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wrote on 10/26/04 3:38AM: Tallulah and Hubert are adjusting very, very well to having a home. It's little things that sometimes make me realize what a long way we've come. Lula still has the stray's habit of very light sleeping, but now instead of leaping up, wide awake and anxious, when you walk into the room she'll just open one eye at you. When Hubie and Lula are playing with abandon, they can forget we're there. We can turn a corner and surprise the hell out of them. Now, though, instead of looking alarmed, they just look annoyed. At first, whenever Tallulah would try something new and we'd see her do it, she'd come rushing over to us and have to be encouraged and reassured that it's okay, for example, to jump in the laundry basket. She's gotten much more confident, and now if something new comes into the house she doesn't hesitate to assume it's for her. Though it's not very nice, and certainly not rational, I had somehow not wanted to bring out Mikey's favorite things for Lula and Hubert. But I opened a closet door the other day and saw Mike's tunnel there, all washed and put neatly away and going to waste, and got it out for the kitties. Both of them immediately started chasing each other through it and the one outside the tunnel pouncing on the one inside the tunnel and having a blast. No reassurance necessary. We've had some days with nice weather lately and I've opened the windows. Outside sounds can terrify Hubert, but I have mostly been able to reassure him and keep him from running away and hiding. It's actually significant progress that I am now at least a little less scary than a lawn mower. Hubert, in fact, has recently and suddenly crossed some sort of threshold into sociability with the humans. We're now more interesting than scary, and he will even occasionally approach us for *very* short periods of petting. He signals that it would be okay to pet him for a nanosecond by plopping himself down at our feet and rolling over to show his adorable spotted belly. There are also little things that just make me smile: Hubert went to TED today for another round of shots, and he hissed at the tech. Baby's first hiss! Doesn't it make you all misty? (Hubert is 13 weeks old and weighs 6 pounds. TED joked that he was going to call the ASPCA on me for not feeding the kitten.) Hubert's tail is outrageously long, and sometimes he sleeps with it curled over his eyes. I woke Hubert reaching over him to turn off a lamp, and he looked up and mrrrped at me. Another first. :-) Lula sits in the cello position in a cardboard box, with one back leg in the air, but instead of tending to personal hygiene she rips bits out of the edge of the box from this position. Silly cat. Hubert's been spending quite a bit of time in the cello position just lately too, checking out the *new* things that have recently appeared beneath his tail. He doesn't know they won't be there for very long. Tallulah's not a big girl, but she's earned the nickname Linebacker Lula; she has broad shoulders and hips, a wide rib cage, short solid legs, feet like catcher's mitts, and a head/neck proportion not often seen outside the NFL. It makes her extra nice to cuddle, though she's only gradually warming up to being held. Hubert, on the other hand, is narrowly built and so skinny and soooo long that he's very reminiscent of a snake. His fur gets silkier every day, and it's lovely to stroke down the looong length of kitten whenever he'll let us. ------ Krista I really enjoy your updates Krista. It's good to see they are adjusting. We need new pics. Babies grow up fast! |
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wrote on 10/26/04 3:38AM: Tallulah and Hubert are adjusting very, very well to having a home. It's little things that sometimes make me realize what a long way we've come. Lula still has the stray's habit of very light sleeping, but now instead of leaping up, wide awake and anxious, when you walk into the room she'll just open one eye at you. When Hubie and Lula are playing with abandon, they can forget we're there. We can turn a corner and surprise the hell out of them. Now, though, instead of looking alarmed, they just look annoyed. At first, whenever Tallulah would try something new and we'd see her do it, she'd come rushing over to us and have to be encouraged and reassured that it's okay, for example, to jump in the laundry basket. She's gotten much more confident, and now if something new comes into the house she doesn't hesitate to assume it's for her. Though it's not very nice, and certainly not rational, I had somehow not wanted to bring out Mikey's favorite things for Lula and Hubert. But I opened a closet door the other day and saw Mike's tunnel there, all washed and put neatly away and going to waste, and got it out for the kitties. Both of them immediately started chasing each other through it and the one outside the tunnel pouncing on the one inside the tunnel and having a blast. No reassurance necessary. We've had some days with nice weather lately and I've opened the windows. Outside sounds can terrify Hubert, but I have mostly been able to reassure him and keep him from running away and hiding. It's actually significant progress that I am now at least a little less scary than a lawn mower. Hubert, in fact, has recently and suddenly crossed some sort of threshold into sociability with the humans. We're now more interesting than scary, and he will even occasionally approach us for *very* short periods of petting. He signals that it would be okay to pet him for a nanosecond by plopping himself down at our feet and rolling over to show his adorable spotted belly. There are also little things that just make me smile: Hubert went to TED today for another round of shots, and he hissed at the tech. Baby's first hiss! Doesn't it make you all misty? (Hubert is 13 weeks old and weighs 6 pounds. TED joked that he was going to call the ASPCA on me for not feeding the kitten.) Hubert's tail is outrageously long, and sometimes he sleeps with it curled over his eyes. I woke Hubert reaching over him to turn off a lamp, and he looked up and mrrrped at me. Another first. :-) Lula sits in the cello position in a cardboard box, with one back leg in the air, but instead of tending to personal hygiene she rips bits out of the edge of the box from this position. Silly cat. Hubert's been spending quite a bit of time in the cello position just lately too, checking out the *new* things that have recently appeared beneath his tail. He doesn't know they won't be there for very long. Tallulah's not a big girl, but she's earned the nickname Linebacker Lula; she has broad shoulders and hips, a wide rib cage, short solid legs, feet like catcher's mitts, and a head/neck proportion not often seen outside the NFL. It makes her extra nice to cuddle, though she's only gradually warming up to being held. Hubert, on the other hand, is narrowly built and so skinny and soooo long that he's very reminiscent of a snake. His fur gets silkier every day, and it's lovely to stroke down the looong length of kitten whenever he'll let us. ------ Krista I really enjoy your updates Krista. It's good to see they are adjusting. We need new pics. Babies grow up fast! |
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On Tue, 26 Oct, Karen Chuplis wrote:
I really enjoy your updates Krista. It's good to see they are adjusting. We need new pics. Babies grow up fast! Amen to that! Is "Booping The Hube" still his favorite game? If so, boop him one for me. Regards and Purrs, O J PS: My spellchecker wanted to change 'boop' to bop! I had to double check that I wasn't saying, "Bop him one for me" g. |
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On Tue, 26 Oct, Karen Chuplis wrote:
I really enjoy your updates Krista. It's good to see they are adjusting. We need new pics. Babies grow up fast! Amen to that! Is "Booping The Hube" still his favorite game? If so, boop him one for me. Regards and Purrs, O J PS: My spellchecker wanted to change 'boop' to bop! I had to double check that I wasn't saying, "Bop him one for me" g. |
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On Tue, 26 Oct, Karen Chuplis wrote:
I really enjoy your updates Krista. It's good to see they are adjusting. We need new pics. Babies grow up fast! Amen to that! Is "Booping The Hube" still his favorite game? If so, boop him one for me. Regards and Purrs, O J PS: My spellchecker wanted to change 'boop' to bop! I had to double check that I wasn't saying, "Bop him one for me" g. |
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"LOL" wrote in message
om... Tallulah and Hubert are adjusting very, very well to having a home. It's little things that sometimes make me realize what a long way we've come. Lula still has the stray's habit of very light sleeping, but now instead of leaping up, wide awake and anxious, when you walk into the room she'll just open one eye at you. When Hubie and Lula are playing with abandon, they can forget we're there. We can turn a corner and surprise the hell out of them. Now, though, instead of looking alarmed, they just look annoyed. At first, whenever Tallulah would try something new and we'd see her do it, she'd come rushing over to us and have to be encouraged and reassured that it's okay, for example, to jump in the laundry basket. She's gotten much more confident, and now if something new comes into the house she doesn't hesitate to assume it's for her. Though it's not very nice, and certainly not rational, I had somehow not wanted to bring out Mikey's favorite things for Lula and Hubert. But I opened a closet door the other day and saw Mike's tunnel there, all washed and put neatly away and going to waste, and got it out for the kitties. Both of them immediately started chasing each other through it and the one outside the tunnel pouncing on the one inside the tunnel and having a blast. No reassurance necessary. Awwwww! The memories are becoming bittersweet and not so hurtful. We had Percy's collar hanging on a picture frame which contained our favorite Percy picture (he had to be shaved in a lion cut right after we got him because he was such a mess and detangling a Persian who has been neglected for over 10 years was impossible - well, without his hair he was extremely thin and very cold so we put the Harley Davidson shirt on him and he was not only warmer, but he strutted around like he was looking for his hawg!). The first time Sammy jumped up to his desk and swatted down the collar (with the jingly tags) to play with, DH was upset with Sammy (no, he didn't fuss at her, he just took the collar away and felt bad). Now, the collar is on the floor of his office and Sammy regularly bats it around and it makes us feel like that's her way of playing with the big brother she never knew. We've had some days with nice weather lately and I've opened the windows. Outside sounds can terrify Hubert, but I have mostly been able to reassure him and keep him from running away and hiding. It's actually significant progress that I am now at least a little less scary than a lawn mower. Hubert, in fact, has recently and suddenly crossed some sort of threshold into sociability with the humans. We're now more interesting than scary, and he will even occasionally approach us for *very* short periods of petting. He signals that it would be okay to pet him for a nanosecond by plopping himself down at our feet and rolling over to show his adorable spotted belly. There are also little things that just make me smile: Hubert went to TED today for another round of shots, and he hissed at the tech. Baby's first hiss! Doesn't it make you all misty? (Hubert is 13 weeks old and weighs 6 pounds. TED joked that he was going to call the ASPCA on me for not feeding the kitten.) Wow, imagine if Hubert and Sammy had ever had kittens! We'd be reading the headlines, "Giant cats take over the world!" Hubert's tail is outrageously long, and sometimes he sleeps with it curled over his eyes. Yep, Sammy's too. It scares me because someone here once wrote that they had a kitten with an extra long tail and the kitten eventually "grew into" it!!! I woke Hubert reaching over him to turn off a lamp, and he looked up and mrrrped at me. Another first. :-) Lula sits in the cello position in a cardboard box, with one back leg in the air, but instead of tending to personal hygiene she rips bits out of the edge of the box from this position. Silly cat. Hubert's been spending quite a bit of time in the cello position just lately too, checking out the *new* things that have recently appeared beneath his tail. He doesn't know they won't be there for very long. Tallulah's not a big girl, but she's earned the nickname Linebacker Lula; she has broad shoulders and hips, a wide rib cage, short solid legs, feet like catcher's mitts, and a head/neck proportion not often seen outside the NFL. It makes her extra nice to cuddle, though she's only gradually warming up to being held. Hubert, on the other hand, is narrowly built and so skinny and soooo long that he's very reminiscent of a snake. His fur gets silkier every day, and it's lovely to stroke down the looong length of kitten whenever he'll let us. Awwwwwwwwwwwww! ------ Krista Hugs, CatNipped |
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"LOL" wrote in message
om... Tallulah and Hubert are adjusting very, very well to having a home. It's little things that sometimes make me realize what a long way we've come. Lula still has the stray's habit of very light sleeping, but now instead of leaping up, wide awake and anxious, when you walk into the room she'll just open one eye at you. When Hubie and Lula are playing with abandon, they can forget we're there. We can turn a corner and surprise the hell out of them. Now, though, instead of looking alarmed, they just look annoyed. At first, whenever Tallulah would try something new and we'd see her do it, she'd come rushing over to us and have to be encouraged and reassured that it's okay, for example, to jump in the laundry basket. She's gotten much more confident, and now if something new comes into the house she doesn't hesitate to assume it's for her. Though it's not very nice, and certainly not rational, I had somehow not wanted to bring out Mikey's favorite things for Lula and Hubert. But I opened a closet door the other day and saw Mike's tunnel there, all washed and put neatly away and going to waste, and got it out for the kitties. Both of them immediately started chasing each other through it and the one outside the tunnel pouncing on the one inside the tunnel and having a blast. No reassurance necessary. Awwwww! The memories are becoming bittersweet and not so hurtful. We had Percy's collar hanging on a picture frame which contained our favorite Percy picture (he had to be shaved in a lion cut right after we got him because he was such a mess and detangling a Persian who has been neglected for over 10 years was impossible - well, without his hair he was extremely thin and very cold so we put the Harley Davidson shirt on him and he was not only warmer, but he strutted around like he was looking for his hawg!). The first time Sammy jumped up to his desk and swatted down the collar (with the jingly tags) to play with, DH was upset with Sammy (no, he didn't fuss at her, he just took the collar away and felt bad). Now, the collar is on the floor of his office and Sammy regularly bats it around and it makes us feel like that's her way of playing with the big brother she never knew. We've had some days with nice weather lately and I've opened the windows. Outside sounds can terrify Hubert, but I have mostly been able to reassure him and keep him from running away and hiding. It's actually significant progress that I am now at least a little less scary than a lawn mower. Hubert, in fact, has recently and suddenly crossed some sort of threshold into sociability with the humans. We're now more interesting than scary, and he will even occasionally approach us for *very* short periods of petting. He signals that it would be okay to pet him for a nanosecond by plopping himself down at our feet and rolling over to show his adorable spotted belly. There are also little things that just make me smile: Hubert went to TED today for another round of shots, and he hissed at the tech. Baby's first hiss! Doesn't it make you all misty? (Hubert is 13 weeks old and weighs 6 pounds. TED joked that he was going to call the ASPCA on me for not feeding the kitten.) Wow, imagine if Hubert and Sammy had ever had kittens! We'd be reading the headlines, "Giant cats take over the world!" Hubert's tail is outrageously long, and sometimes he sleeps with it curled over his eyes. Yep, Sammy's too. It scares me because someone here once wrote that they had a kitten with an extra long tail and the kitten eventually "grew into" it!!! I woke Hubert reaching over him to turn off a lamp, and he looked up and mrrrped at me. Another first. :-) Lula sits in the cello position in a cardboard box, with one back leg in the air, but instead of tending to personal hygiene she rips bits out of the edge of the box from this position. Silly cat. Hubert's been spending quite a bit of time in the cello position just lately too, checking out the *new* things that have recently appeared beneath his tail. He doesn't know they won't be there for very long. Tallulah's not a big girl, but she's earned the nickname Linebacker Lula; she has broad shoulders and hips, a wide rib cage, short solid legs, feet like catcher's mitts, and a head/neck proportion not often seen outside the NFL. It makes her extra nice to cuddle, though she's only gradually warming up to being held. Hubert, on the other hand, is narrowly built and so skinny and soooo long that he's very reminiscent of a snake. His fur gets silkier every day, and it's lovely to stroke down the looong length of kitten whenever he'll let us. Awwwwwwwwwwwww! ------ Krista Hugs, CatNipped |
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"LOL" wrote in message
om... Tallulah and Hubert are adjusting very, very well to having a home. It's little things that sometimes make me realize what a long way we've come. Lula still has the stray's habit of very light sleeping, but now instead of leaping up, wide awake and anxious, when you walk into the room she'll just open one eye at you. When Hubie and Lula are playing with abandon, they can forget we're there. We can turn a corner and surprise the hell out of them. Now, though, instead of looking alarmed, they just look annoyed. At first, whenever Tallulah would try something new and we'd see her do it, she'd come rushing over to us and have to be encouraged and reassured that it's okay, for example, to jump in the laundry basket. She's gotten much more confident, and now if something new comes into the house she doesn't hesitate to assume it's for her. Though it's not very nice, and certainly not rational, I had somehow not wanted to bring out Mikey's favorite things for Lula and Hubert. But I opened a closet door the other day and saw Mike's tunnel there, all washed and put neatly away and going to waste, and got it out for the kitties. Both of them immediately started chasing each other through it and the one outside the tunnel pouncing on the one inside the tunnel and having a blast. No reassurance necessary. Awwwww! The memories are becoming bittersweet and not so hurtful. We had Percy's collar hanging on a picture frame which contained our favorite Percy picture (he had to be shaved in a lion cut right after we got him because he was such a mess and detangling a Persian who has been neglected for over 10 years was impossible - well, without his hair he was extremely thin and very cold so we put the Harley Davidson shirt on him and he was not only warmer, but he strutted around like he was looking for his hawg!). The first time Sammy jumped up to his desk and swatted down the collar (with the jingly tags) to play with, DH was upset with Sammy (no, he didn't fuss at her, he just took the collar away and felt bad). Now, the collar is on the floor of his office and Sammy regularly bats it around and it makes us feel like that's her way of playing with the big brother she never knew. We've had some days with nice weather lately and I've opened the windows. Outside sounds can terrify Hubert, but I have mostly been able to reassure him and keep him from running away and hiding. It's actually significant progress that I am now at least a little less scary than a lawn mower. Hubert, in fact, has recently and suddenly crossed some sort of threshold into sociability with the humans. We're now more interesting than scary, and he will even occasionally approach us for *very* short periods of petting. He signals that it would be okay to pet him for a nanosecond by plopping himself down at our feet and rolling over to show his adorable spotted belly. There are also little things that just make me smile: Hubert went to TED today for another round of shots, and he hissed at the tech. Baby's first hiss! Doesn't it make you all misty? (Hubert is 13 weeks old and weighs 6 pounds. TED joked that he was going to call the ASPCA on me for not feeding the kitten.) Wow, imagine if Hubert and Sammy had ever had kittens! We'd be reading the headlines, "Giant cats take over the world!" Hubert's tail is outrageously long, and sometimes he sleeps with it curled over his eyes. Yep, Sammy's too. It scares me because someone here once wrote that they had a kitten with an extra long tail and the kitten eventually "grew into" it!!! I woke Hubert reaching over him to turn off a lamp, and he looked up and mrrrped at me. Another first. :-) Lula sits in the cello position in a cardboard box, with one back leg in the air, but instead of tending to personal hygiene she rips bits out of the edge of the box from this position. Silly cat. Hubert's been spending quite a bit of time in the cello position just lately too, checking out the *new* things that have recently appeared beneath his tail. He doesn't know they won't be there for very long. Tallulah's not a big girl, but she's earned the nickname Linebacker Lula; she has broad shoulders and hips, a wide rib cage, short solid legs, feet like catcher's mitts, and a head/neck proportion not often seen outside the NFL. It makes her extra nice to cuddle, though she's only gradually warming up to being held. Hubert, on the other hand, is narrowly built and so skinny and soooo long that he's very reminiscent of a snake. His fur gets silkier every day, and it's lovely to stroke down the looong length of kitten whenever he'll let us. Awwwwwwwwwwwww! ------ Krista Hugs, CatNipped |
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