A new arrival... of the furry kind.
When I first started this blog I had 2 cats, an older, more sensible cat called Zeta and a young nutter called Nyana. In January 2007 Zeta passed away. Nyana slowly grew up and now, at the age of five is a fairly sensible and mature cat herself. I rarely call her Nyana Nutter-Cat these days.
The sensible & mature Nyana
In August 2008 one of my workmates (Amanda) told me that her neighbours had rescued a young cat, about 3 months old. They had found it injured, it had been in a fight with a fox and had been blinded in one eye. They had taken it to the vets and it was now healthy apart from the loss of sight in the right eye. Unfortunately they had a toddler who was not very gentle with the cat and so they couldn't keep her (the cat not the toddler). Like a mug I said I'd give the kitten a home. Amanda christened her Daisy and the name stuck.
Daisy on arrival
It soon became clear that Daisy was the new nutter in the house. She was (and still is) a tiny cat, but in her mind she is a huge tiger. She terrorises my next door neighbours dog and the gave her the nickname Crazy Daisy. Despite this she is a very affectionate cat.
Finally, after 2 years, Nyana has grown used to Daisy and Daisy has learned not to attempt to leap on Nyana at every opportunity. They no longer fight all the time and now seem almost friendly. Daisy still thinks she is a tiger when she is out of the house though and still terrorises net door's dog.
Daisy & Nyana not fighting
So peace has broken out in the Waspie_Dwarf house, except...
A week and a half ago one of my workmates (Sally) told me that her son had an 18 week old kitten. He also had a young child (sound familiar?) He needed to find a new home for Ali(that's the kitten not the baby). Guess what I did. Yep, I know have 3 cats.
Ali is extraordinarily affectionate, a loving little bundle of fun. He is currently living in a separate part of the house from the other two and I will introduce him slowly.
Here's Ali Cat...
Ali... the new kit on the block