The Name Game
She's talking up a storm, but no name has she told me yet. Prior to her walking into my home, I had dreamed that a little monster named Henriette (pronouned Onre-ette) would walk into my life. It doesn't seem that's her name, though. Maybe she's just playing hard to get. By the way, the niece is named Mia.
There are a few other names that come to mind. We're discussing them and debating the merits. In this pic you'd think her name should be "Jungle Cat." She was outside with me watering the garden.
I've told her about your comments. I think she likes knowing others think she's pretty. Just two weeks ago she had flaky skin and nothing but bones as a body. She really is beautiful and is the sweetest creature. I'm very much enjoying her presence.
We went more than 24 hours without a throw-up. Not certain that is a noun. I know throw up is a verb. Maybe vomit is the noun? It's gross, regardless, and we had one when I came home from work Thursday night. A Pounce treat was very evident in the midst of other yucky stuff. I am thinking this problem is totally related to eating too much too fast. With Daphne feeling the need to serve as the food bowl guard canine the last couple days, maybe the little monster was eating a little less. Then she likely splurged Thursday as the two get used to each other. That's my guess.
Box usage is fairly good. An occasional off target or almost-got-there accident. Not solid still. Also very yucky. Almost solid yesterday, but not quite. Not close today. I don't want you to think I have it under a magnifying glass. But when you're scooping or cleaning up a mess, it's not too hard to see!
It very well probably is just a matter of getting used to food. Who knows what she had been eating and for how long. Without claws, she likely couldn't even catch a cricket.
As for some other details ... the vet estimated that she is around five years old. He shaved her belly and found an incision mark, indicating she likely has been spayed. I wish so much I knew her story. I'm convinced, though, she knew to look for me.