Well, I'm already a daddy (daddums?), but two furry fellows have invaded our domicile. We actually invaded their space, by adopting them. Happily, we provide a home for them. These fellows are pensive and nervous and haven't moved much since they arrived here at 7:00 last night. The white/black one, aka Rigby, is on the window sill while the white/orange is ensconced under the futon, wayyy under. I hope they warm up to us soon, although I expect they will to Patti first...Sir Humphrey liked her best, but we got along. I have to think that the thaw will place Patti in the role of the alpha cat of this pride. What about me? They have to figure out this 'wheel' thing:
Linus: "Is he going to run us over?"
Rigby: "I don't think so, but watch your tail!"
I do have to remind myself that they aren't deep thinkers...they aren't that deep. Still, I wonder what they discussed while we all slept: Red Sox vs. Yankees? The sub-prime mortgage mess? Whatever they did, we are encouraged by a few things, such as the water bowl was dry this morning, they ate something, the litter box was used. Just like a baby, the mundane is better than the surprises. I hope to skritch both under the chin as soon as I can...