Hey, Mom! How are you? We’re doing ok here. I wanted to take a quick moment to update you on the kitties. It took Honey and Peach about a week to get over being so skittish, but they are finally coming around. As everyone told me, Honey is an absolute sweetheart. I can’t believe that she likes having her belly rubbed. But the real surprise is how much Peach vies for my attention and talks to me when I’m in their area.
For now, they are living in our first floor powder room. I sometimes leave the door open for them, but they aren’t ready for exploring quite yet. I’m surprised Dandi has pretty much left them alone. Tokie is the one who thinks the cats deserve to be barked at, but they could easily put her in her place is they wanted.
For the first few days, Peach and Honey hid in the cabinet where we keep their litter box.
Then their cat tree finally arrived. It didn’t take Honey long to claim her spot.
It took Peach a couple more days to convince, but it looks like she’s finally enjoying it as well.
Fun fact: did you know the contour of a bathroom sink makes the perfect cat bed?
In other animal news, Dandi is still a big galoot. I’ve been taking her and Piper for afternoon walks. Piper loves being outside, and Dandi seems more confident when Piper is there. She’s still just a big ridiculous pup, though.
So, the Ramsey news is that we (actually, Sandra) got her an adult tricycle instead of relying on training wheels. She seemed really nervous with the wobbling of the training wheels, but she likes the tricycle (particularly since she can bring her stuffed entourage with her).
So, I guess that’s it for now. This weekend, a repair guy is coming to fix some items on the new camper. Soon Nilly will be a nice cozy place for Miss Ramsey. I need to get some before photos to show off a nice reveal.
I love you, Mom. I really hope that somehow the cosmic universe is allowing you to follow along with these updates I send. This is the only way I know how to really cope with your absence. I like to think that you’re out there reading these messages, still laughing at my stories, and getting to watch Ramsey grow up. Even if it’s all delusion, I’m finally writing things down, like you always insisted. So, at least I’m finally following your advice. Just wish I didn’t have to lose you to do it.
Hey, Mom! How are you? 