Friday, March 7, 2014
Chris (named after a cousin of the tabby cat's original owners) has become Krishna, also known as KrisKat. This reminds me that I read The Higher Taste approximately three years ago this month or last. I found two copies of this very enlightened vegetarian cookbook with my maternal grandmother's things. Now Lord Krishna sashays around our house. Those were dark days in 2011. I never would have dreamed I would have a child and a cat now.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Tonight we melted Belle's bucket of broken crayons down to twenty-four solid round colors. I lined muffin pans with cupcake cups, filled them with broken bits and melted them in the oven. The liquid wax cooled into solids resembling peanut butter cups of varied hues. Belle's instincts led her to take a bite. She eventually realised these were for rubbing on paper and followed suit. This doesn't mean Belle enjoyed the experience. I had more fun coloring than she did. These round colors mimic those scented finger paints we loved to death. I am finding them easier to blend than singular, traditional stick crayons. I can find so many colors in each solid. It all depends how I hold and apply them. Now I need more broken crayons so I can create more unique combinations.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
This morning we were delighted when twenty-eight pounds of chow, a large bag of litter and a bag of treats showed up for KrisKat. This helps us so much. KrisKat would have gone to a pound, his fate unknown, had we not taken him in. Unfortunately, this meant his original family could only provide the last of his food and litter. While I know of a place that provides free pet food, it's only once a month, and I had missed them by two days. I put out some feelers and got all this. KrisKat isn't eating at the moment though. He is using his litter box without taking food.
Monday, March 3, 2014
Now we have a tabby cat called KrisKat, originally named Chris. He is six years old. We got him off Freecycle. His owners had to find a new home for him by tonight, lest he be taken to the pound. I answered the listing an hour after it was posted. I quickly threw a five-card Lenormand spread for guidance. I didn't get anywhere with my reading. I just had to chance it.
Chris is now hiding under my bed. I had planned on keeping him in his carrier and allowing him to emerge on his own, per the suggestion of his former owners, but Belle couldn't wait. She started pushing toilet paper into his carrier before I could stop her. I guess she thought she was feeding him. Chris didn't mind coming out and exploring his new home though. He seems nice.