Kittens

The red kitten is now officially Dweezil! dawnstar and kolys will be his people.

mechanchaos has laid claim to the black kitten from the beginning, and has named him Morpheus.

I have to admit, the grey kitten has been doing his best to totally win my heart. He is often the first one to climb on my feet or onto my lap whenever I go into the bedroom. He's even been known to cry from the floor to be picked up, or played with. I don't think I would be able to part with him.

I accidentally stepped on the mackerel tabby Friday night. At first, I feared she was injured. Fortunately she was just very frightened and is playing with the others like nothing happened. Still, depending on the level of interest in kittens, I may keep her too. Regardless, anyone who would take her, would need to keep that in mind and understand if she ends up skittish about people.

Also discussable is that cheshire23, skrshawk, and hbbtrbbtbcnbt have expressed interest in the ginger kitten.

So far, the tortoiseshell tabby is not spoken for.

I was hoping we could get thoughts and feelings out in the air, so perhaps we can deside who will be responsible for naming the kittens. This is the time they are being socialized, so it will help them bond with their names to begin as soon as possible.

Yay

The stress that had been building up underneath and behind the gathering this weekend has been released. I am relieved to have had a maximum of fun with a minimum of personal baggage. Thank the gods for small miracles.

The weather actually cooperated for us. Nothing better than having rain rather than snow for a three hour drive at 8am in the morning and another at 9:30 at night.

What we did have to contend with on the trip home, besides the fact that both mechanchaos and I had stayed up the night before, was the fog. Drifting white intensity seemed to loom out at us, spiritlike. mechanchaos said it reminded him of the video game Silent Hill. Having been a spectator for that one, I am inclined to agree with him. Every marker seemed like foxfire or someone walking toward the car. Then we'd break through for a while, the mists thinning just long enough to comfort us. At times I wondered if that was how people entered alternate dimensions. If the fog closed in, and they wandered from this world to the next, never knowing the difference as they try eternally to reach their destination.

Of course, the sleep dep hadn't helped. Here I am with the edges of the spirit world blending into this one, and trying to stay awake, at times to drive, and at other times to keep the uneasiness away.

To its credit, the trip down 390 and 17 to Binghamton is a beautiful one. Perhaps we will make the trip again sometime when we are better rested.

It is quiet tonight, in case there is anyone who could use a kitten break. Give a call or an IM.