Ladies Day

I was up at the crack of dawn to get ready for the ladies who are arriving at 1:30. Micia clearly heard me in the bathroom above her, and was meowing loudly by the time I got downstairs. She has attempted to chew on the pothos in the computer room, climbed up on the dining room table to see whether the bowl with the dregs of the leftover risotto was still there (from last night--we'd already talked about that, and the bowl was moved to the kitchen): she saw me come into the room and promptly removed herself, without even being told. She also contemplated chewing the dry herb plants next to the worm farm, but found that too unappetizing. :)

She is eating, not tons, but sufficiently to poop, and the pilling is getting easier: she didn't like it last night, but didn't growl and was happy to go get a drink & pop back up into my lap. She's still very verbal in the morning, but I realize she always was at home, too, so this is not surprising. The ladies don't mind Cindy's cats, so perhaps I'll let her out. We'll see.

While I struggled with producing the handouts for the meeting, she finally decided to go back to bed with Jim.