Feb. 14th, 2011

Kitten and stuff

I've had cats on and off nearly the length of my life, but somehow, I've managed to avoid having a refrigerator cat.

Until now.

The other evening, Tonks, who's still wee, was not only merrily on top of the refrigerator, but on top of the enormous pasta pot (this one, actually) that's up there, surveying her empire, I imagine. After taking in the view, she then turned and stretched up to her full length to bat her claws at some (imaginary or simply unseen by me) intruder on the ceiling, defending the keep. Or just being a daredevil - she's fearless. She's also obsessed with water, and so, impervious to any water-based correction. One day, she will rule the world.

In other news, Happy Valentine's Day, if you celebrate such things. Sparky and I got each other the very same card and so she has announced that we've reached the pinnacle and we no longer have to do Valentine's Day cards.