Boolie’s Blog

When we first introduced Sam and Emma in the guest bedroom, Sam played with the typical kitten zeal, while Emma sometimes did and sometimes preferred to play out of sight under the bed. This is one of her traits that didn’t last, however, and was a sign of her still getting adjusted to life in her new home. She still sleeps under a chair or couch if we’re sitting there, but in general she prefers open spaces to shadows.

You can also see a lovely clash of colors on the bed, this was taken in late December when Sam and Emma (and their litter box) were confined to the guest bedroom. Not only was it a small closed space, but their digestive systems were still adjusting to the high quality food we were feeding them, so we had no choice but to open the window from time to time to air the room out. We grabbed blankets with regard for warmth and not fashion.

Another of Emma’s traits that showed early is that she’s pretty good about playing on her own (at least until she shoves her toys behind a door). I also like how this picture shows the size disparity between the two cats at the time.

… and there are a lot of things I don’t know, but how exactly are we supposed to play with our mice if you keep shoving them under the door?

This is one of Emma’s traits that showed itself right from the beginning.

… close your eyes, fall asleep, good good. Now prepare to be Sammied!

Sam and Emma at the end of their first week with us in late December, they proved to be good playmates right from the start.

There’s only one thing I don’t like about this picture, but that one thing is the reason I took the picture in the first place.

Emma had been with us about a week and was sitting in the nice light of the late afternoon sun. We were still getting to know each other and while she was more than ready to be out of isolation, she was otherwise very good-natured and playful. She must have squinted a bit when I tripped the shutter, turning her expression from peaceful to severe.

She’s really a sweet girl and not an angry young cat, you’ll just have to take my word for it.