Micia has suddenly decided she can be friends with Jim, too. The other day she plopped into his lap for the post-prandial, and she's much more willing to play with him & the string on a pole. I've started brushing her after breakfast, or snuggling. Then when breakfast comes to the table, she goes upstairs & prompts him to come down, whci tickles him to death.

Micia is not fond of this weather! Whether she has a touch of rheumatism, or something else, she has been very cranky. And although she wants her evening smackerel promptly (I give her a teaspoon in the morning and a teaspoon at night), she tries to push it earlier, and then doesn't want to go to sleep, but to stay up & then have a third one later 8-D. This actually happened the other night when I had a meeting: she heard the car come in, so she was waiting for me on the step. Followed me, meowing, while I put my stuff away, and I gave her her smackerel, forgetting it was "pill night." When I went to take my own pills, I remembered, so I did give her a third smackerel with the pill.

I'm contemplating how things will be when I go to Minnesota after the baby comes. 

So I sat down to enter my WW stats, played with the kitty ahile, brushed her--and she stayed on the floor. Then I go0t out the stuff to mend Jim's black pants, and she just HAD t0o get in my lap. Go figure!

So this is Micia, refusing to look cute 'cause the camera is out. She's been very chatty recently. Sits at my feet meowing, then when I bend over to pick her up, she runs off towards the food bowl. Jim thinks it's very funny.