Based on the light breeze and drizzle at noon today in the DC area, you’d never guess that Hurricane Irene is hammering the Virginia coast right now. But the coastal communities south of here are used to storms like this, and the damage seems minimal as of now. Let’s hope we’ll be able to say the same about the Atlantic communities north of here by tomorrow night.
Smoky Joe is gradually feeling a little more comfortable in the villa. When I open the door, I usually spot him slinking under the futon from one of the adjacent corners, so I think he spends most of his time in the open. And while I have to lie down on the floor and squeeze my shoulders under the futon to pull him out (which I do every time I enter the room), he doesn’t really try to avoid me. He’ll eat alongside his roommates now, and after I hold him in my lap for a minute or so, he starts purring. But I’m still waiting to see him relax and act playful. I’m hoping that will happen soon.
With Martha away, the five Peloton siblings get a bit less peep-time than they’d like.
So whenever I sit down in the villa, I’m quickly overrun by dozens of needle-like claws.
Human legs make great balance beams and pincushions.
While I was taking these shots, Wheels was perched on my left shoulder, licking my ear, and Skoda was on my right shoulder, purring.
As of now, we’re planning to take them to PetMAC in DC next weekend, so they can strut their stuff in front of potential adopters during the long weekend.
If they can keep those purr-motors running (and if we don’t forget to trim their claws!), maybe these guys will be able to start riding home in the next few weeks.
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