Paybacks are a bitch.
Or maybe Stevie for Stevies Nicks & Colbert.
Don't let the Mosaic Lady-bestowed new name fool you.
WE ARE NOT KEEPING HER!
She and Smudge (who you will meet another time) are foster kitties of the nice TAAG President who is in Italy right now drinking great wine.
We are Fostering the Fosters.
This is Mosaic Lady's new mantra, and I make SURE she repeats it often.
Of course, the dawg is again suffering from her new-kitty-induced OCD, just when she'd finally recovered from the bout I triggered. She was so fixated and out of control the first night she didn't touch her dinner.
She is a freak.
Mosaic Lady met this kitty at a local adoption day last Friday. Someone found her in the Dupont parking lot and she was being fostered at a local vet hospital. But she was spending her whole life in a cage there, which explains why she spent the entire adoption day sleeping and purring on ML's chest. She refused to be in a cage another second when she knew she didn't have to. (It's easy for us kitties to sniff out and exploit ML's pity.)
Now she runs all through the house creating havoc with all us kitties and the dawg. She is really pissing me off because that is MY job.
Mosaic Lady wanted to see how I do with a kitten. Now she has her answer. BADLY. I do BADLY with any other cats that might want something that is MINE.
Like space and air.
Mosaic Lady thinks
She looks like she is wearing a raccoon coat, or a possum or squirrel coat, or maybe bunny furs?
Stevie is a bit of a frootbat, so maybe by next Friday, Mosaic Lady will manage to get some good shots of her face.