Kate and I got a little carried away with a project for her second-grade second cousin. Flat Stanley, who had suffered a horrendous bulletin-board accident, was sent to us from the States. It was our duty to show him around and integrate him with the locals. The following is a short documentary of his excursions.
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Introducing Pan the Jungle Kitty
She's wild....oh yes she is wild. Pan (short for schizophrenic pandemonium the jungle kitty) joined our enclave on January 4. We drove 100km to the town of Mosbach in the Neckar valley to browse for a feline Fritz. We stumbled across Pan, who was very reserved - except when it came to biting our fingers when we weren’t paying attention. We basically took her home, because we figured she didn't have a chance with anyone else.
After spending the first two nights petrified under our couch, Pan emerged to lay claim to our domicile - with proud gesturing and stinky poo. She now attacks our feet, toes, rugs, upholstery, plasma television (yikes!). She has terrorized our plants, and her scratching post is little more than a splintered toothpick.
But at night she nestles between us, purring, squinting, and then sleeping soundly...until about 3:00 a.m., when playtime once again ensues.
But we love her anyway, just as any parent would have to love a problem child.
