Cat Scratch Fever

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

It has not even been 24 hours and already discipline is out the window. 

Caro left Paraparaumu on the 8.30 train and I've been manning the 4 and a half cats here as best I can. Everyone seems happy so far, but Crashy got into the catnip and THIS is the result. 

Look at the state of it. 

He was clawing his way around the couch with a wild look in his eye and his tail fat. He seemed happy enough though. 

Crashy is the most adorable little fellow. Sometimes he is so much like Dave that I could cry. He has similar mannerisms and the same lovable demeanour. He's more of a fidget though and can barely sit still for two minutes. As soon as I move to do ANYTHING, he's up and curling around my feet. 

In Caro's absence, I have to sleep in the spare bedroom now in order to keep the peace (Smokey can be a Disruptive Influence). 

It's actually not so bad. Crashy likes to sleep leaning on my leg and DG sleeps next to me. It's quite peaceful and soothing. 

And while he's still a bit of a fidget, Crashy does settle at night. So night one in the Cat Hotel proved ok. 

And more importantly, Jasper forgave me the next morning.

S.