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Kitten circus
Apr. 20th, 2018 11:57 pmMy energy level was even better today, but I conserved it carefully. Aside from attending G's lab and lugging a bunch of library books around campus a bit, I mostly stayed home and worked on paper No.4. Then for dinner, J. and our friend DGD and I met at Pegasus Pizza, and we found a table outdoors on the plaza next to the pet store that has adoption-ready cats in an enclosure in the window.
Usually there are three or four cats in there, but today there were... nine. One adult cat, two adolescent tortie/tabby females, and a whole passel of black or black-and-white kittens. The three tuxedos were the most active, constantly pouncing on each other, ambushing each other, and playing with a makeshift toy. A black one liked to watch from a slighter elevation, leaning over the edge to see what was going on. I didn't realize there was a fifth kitten, another black one, until we were ready to leave. The little ones were plenty fun to watch, but the most amusing bit was seeing how impatient the two adolescents were. Just noticing the black one watching was enough to earn it a swat, and when a fly was discovered the two girls only let the little ones play with it for a few minutes before they all got bopped and pushed out of the way. I imagine they had been there first, with the adult (a grey and white who kept herself out of the fray), and found themselves quite crowded when the new litter arrived. D. later told me that he and his girlfriend had seen the little ones there a few days ago too.
Usually there are three or four cats in there, but today there were... nine. One adult cat, two adolescent tortie/tabby females, and a whole passel of black or black-and-white kittens. The three tuxedos were the most active, constantly pouncing on each other, ambushing each other, and playing with a makeshift toy. A black one liked to watch from a slighter elevation, leaning over the edge to see what was going on. I didn't realize there was a fifth kitten, another black one, until we were ready to leave. The little ones were plenty fun to watch, but the most amusing bit was seeing how impatient the two adolescents were. Just noticing the black one watching was enough to earn it a swat, and when a fly was discovered the two girls only let the little ones play with it for a few minutes before they all got bopped and pushed out of the way. I imagine they had been there first, with the adult (a grey and white who kept herself out of the fray), and found themselves quite crowded when the new litter arrived. D. later told me that he and his girlfriend had seen the little ones there a few days ago too.