Nezumi here. Mom’s busy working the camera and trying to get decent photos. Something about “darn autofocus,” whatever that means. I have bad news. Very, very bad.
There’s a new cat in the house. Do you hear me? A NEW CAT. For the first day or two I hissed at him all the time just to let him know who’s boss. Then I eased up a little and just stole his food, and gave him the Demon Eyes when I saw him. Then I just hissed at him when he meowed too much.
He’s something called a Siamese. He looks funny, with stripes and pale patches and blue eyes and stuff. He’s kinda small too, especially for a boy, and the Moms keep calling him “Minimeez” or “Permakitty.” It’s a good thing they are both giving me treats and petting me a lot, or I’d have to evict him.
The other day, Mom laughed at me hissing at him, and said “remember when Orion used to hiss at you, back when you were a kitten?” She thought that was pretty droll. Orion was my best friend. I still miss him. It’s hard to imagine being hissed at by my adoptive dad!
The Moms told me all about Shinji. He’s an old man! He could be as much as fourteen years old, and I’m only eleven! But he looks and acts like he’s three or so. The Moms said I should be nice to him because his two legged mother died, and then his two cat friends, and he was living in a backyard, and he needs a loving home.
I might be nice to him. Later. After all, he is pretty good at ankle-winding, and the Moms like that. For now I’ll just not growl at him. Much.
He’s not very good at having his picture taken yet, is he? Oh well. I’ll teach him everything I know. Eventually. Anyway, here’s me, the great Nezumi, signing off. All this blogging has made me tired.