Always something new.

Cats. When I was little I always wanted a kitten, but we had dogs and they were old enough that they hadn't learned to deal with cats and possibly never would, so I never had a cat. At the moment I've got two because I'm housesitting. They don't always play nice, and they've taught me a few things in our two weeks together.

1). I think I'd have to start with a kitten. The cats here are lovely, but we have opposite ways of doing things. If I had a kitten to start with, at least we could grow accustomed to each other as we grew up.

2). 5:30am is still a disgustingly early time of day to be awoken when you are least expecting it (and when you have nowhere to be until 10).

3). Cats don't observe time changes and thus will wake you at or by 5:30am after you "fall back" because they are so used to getting up at a certain time.

4). Cats are cute, but their claws are sharp. Affection can be expressed through leg-rubbing and ankle-nipping (often one followed by the other), or through kneading.

5). The WORST way to the awoken at 5:30am your first day with a cat is to be licked right across your right eye.

But really, these cats are pretty good. As I type, Lovely-cat is curled up by my feet and Grumpy-cat is curled up in a basket that really shouldn't be as comfortable as it apparently is. I ought tone add to bed though; I start at 7:30am tomorrow and already know that I will be awake before I have to be. Later 😊