So this is a follow-up on my last entry. We got a new kitten, Mr. Buckminster Fuller, an 8 month old black and white dude who is shy, fuzzy, and the epitome of all things cute and lovable.





If that worked the way it's supposed to, you can see him there in that picture looking up at Steven with "playtime" in his eyes.

Isobel, the other epitome of all things cute and lovable, is not looking as cute these days. She's hissing and growling at the bathroom door behind which she knows is a strange cat that she's not sure if she likes yet. She hasn't done normal Isobel-ish "I don't like you" things other than hissing, so I'm confident that she'll get over it soon and think about him perhaps in a friendlier light, but I'm still nervous about it.

We're giving her some extra love to let her know that she's still queen of the house; Fuller seems okay with this, he just wants a friend to play with. With any luck and a little patience from Miss Queen Isobel, I'll be able to post some pics of the two of them being cute adjacently (or, god forbid, TOGETHER).