| Tonight on TDS, David Sanger,NY Times' White House Correspondent, reflects on the transition from Bush to Obama; and on TCR, Inaugural poet Elizabeth Alexander. |
So yes, my Catkin's gone, due to kidney failure. I had her for (roughly) 20 years -- about half my life, pretty much my entire adult life. She'd stopped eating, at the end, but hadn't yet started having seizures. I miss her.
Two Fridays ago, someone left a 3-ish month old kitten in a cardboard box at the vets' front door. She was cold, but healthy and friendly -- and everyone at the vet agreed she looked just like my Catkin. Not precisely, of course, but she's also a dilute tortie, with some similar markings. So naturally (if after some dithering), I brought her home. Took me a while to kitten-proof the place -- a geriatric cat doesn't exactly climb the walls -- and I've still got some de-cluttering to do, but the cable tangles & assorted other dangers are under control.
I haven't found a name for her yet. She was hiding under the bed for a while, but willing to be coaxed out (with food, toys, or the chance for skritches). She's a big cuddler, with that big loud kitten purr. I don't think I've heard anything but that purr from her, yet. She's such a tiny little thing, 3 1/2 pounds.
She's getting used to the place -- and all those toys. Turns out I'm low on the 'things to bite & kick to death' inventory. I've got lots of 'goes round in circles' stuff, though. She really likes the flashy ball-in-the-track. The laser-light (and mini-disco-ball in sunshine) is also a big hit. As are a whole bunch of things I didn't realize would become toys. Definitely some more de-cluttering to do.
So that's what I've been doing the past week. Expending all my energy trying to make the place kitten-safe.
Oh right, the guests. Well, Jon's guest, David Sanger, has written a book titled "The Inheritance: The World Obama Confronts and the Challenges to American Power". He's also the NYTimes White House correspondent (still, I guess). You may have seen him mentioned round and about, maybe even here at dKos. Apparently, Obama's got a lot of crap to deal with. Who knew?
Googling up David Sanger the organist, or David Sanger the photographer, might not be a waste of your time. The organist has a really goofy smile, though. I guess that's not something he's needed to cultivate. |