North & South & Kitties!

North & South update: I haven't had time to watch it!  Not that I don't deeply desire to, I've just been horribly busy. I have been eating standing up! I know I'll watch it tonight, though.

Okay, I can't even imagine how mind-numbingly boring this blog must be this week to those who have not seen North and South, or don't want to see it.   Almost as bad, I'm sure, as blogs about people's pets. 

So I promise to do this only once.

But look at the new addition to our family!  This is Otis, who is now the new BFF to our other new kitty, who we are calling Kyrie, short for Valkyrie. Sometimes Kyria. 

Favorite past time

As you see, they share a passion for the bird feeder.  They get particularly excited by pigeons. 

Hopefully my landlord won't see this.  My landlord would be nowhere near as excited as these two kitties to see that my birdfeeder is bringing pigeons.  

They also discovered a way to get under the cupboard system and under the dishwasher. When I deduced they were under there, and noted that they were silent and not responding to my calls, I actually began to cry. I was a bit overtired, frankly. Then the kitties came out!

Night of passion

The day before they were scheduled to get spayed and neutered, Kyrie went into heat and the kitties started trying to have sex! At first I was like, No! I think of you as cuddly little muppet brother and sister!  But of course, that's stupid. 

 

They're just a step away from wild animals. They are beasts, really, with sex and food uppermost on their minds, and if I was magically reduced to the size of a Barbie doll, I'm sure they'd gladly tear me limb from limb and devour me in their bloody jaws, even if they knew it was me. 

The sex didn't seem to work out that well, because Otis' little kitty body is too short. Kyrie was VERY frustrated, as I would be. That is one romantic conflict in a novel I have yet to read about.

Anyway, yesterday they were spayed and neutered respectively. Kitties are doing well.