It is so much easier uploading a very short clip of Car-E playing than it is uploading one of my 4-minute readings. DSL in the country can be so slow.
So here is another fun look at Car-E. Everything is a plaything for him.
When Car-E went to the vet I found out she was a he. Now I’m trying to remember that Car-E is male. Sorry if I make a mistake once in a while. After a month of living with her, it is hard to remember she is a he.
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Sunny watched as the kitten came closer.
Car-E was playing and not paying much attention to Sunny. He was busy chasing a pencil. It wasn’t until he looked up at the big dog that he stopped moving.
They eyed each other for a moment. Neither made a noise.
I watched, ready to intervene.
They didn’t move.
It was Car-E who turned away first and went on with his play.
I expected the kitten would eventually end up under the dog’s nose. Sunny must have thought the same. He moved, walking out of the kitten’s play area.
These two make life interesting.
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I don’t think Sunny likes our new kitten too much. Whenever Car-E comes close, Sunny gets up and moves.
Sunny is suspicious of that ball of fuzz especially when Car-E is playing.
Once, I rolled one of Sunny’s old tennis balls across the floor for Car-E to play with. Sunny got up, walked across the kitchen, picked up the ball, and walked away–that dog hasn’t touched that ball in months. Sunny only wanted it because I rolled it to the kitten.
Luckily, Sunny isn’t mean. He won’t hurt Car-E. Sunny will just look sad because he’s not getting all my attention.
I’m sure they will eventually become best friends. Or at least Sunny will learn to tolerate his new housemate.
Poor, Sunny.
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When I was a child, one of my favorite picture books was about a litter of kittens who hid from their mother. Most of the time they were camouflaged by their colors, but once they mixed up their hiding places and then they were easy to find.
I often think of this when I see cats sitting around the farm.
They come looking for food and often hide.
They entertain me.
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