Yeah, I know, trite and not even original - but a very appropriate title, as you'll see.

Kitty #1 is Booger, of course. He's like the freakin' Energizer Bunny, he just keeps going, and going... I was expecting his condition to deteriorate some by now, but except for the fact that the left side of his muzzle is still swollen (and there's a disturbingly ugly sore on it, though whether the cancer is causing it, or if his incessant grooming of it is, I don't know), you couldn't tell he was suffering from an aggressive terminal cancer. How much longer he can go like this, or how quickly he'll deteriorate, I can't tell. I'm surprised he's lasted this long.

It'll still be a sad day when he does pass. He's been part of our family for a lot of years.

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Now for Kitty #2: One of my wife Janet's relatives had been trying for a few weeks now to take one of the kittens their family has. NOw. it's a foregone conclusion that we were going to get another cat when Booger passes on. Cats have been a aprt of our lives for so long our house (and our hearts) will feel empty without one. But we kinda wanted to help the Boogster through his final days before we even considered "cat shopping".

But this past Sunday, the decision was taken out of our hands: the relative called Janet saying, basically, you need to come take this cat off our hands, he's getting in the way! It was either that or the kitty goes to the shelter.

So I come home from work Sunday night to see a note taped to my monitor: there's a cat in the laundry room. Janet had set up a litter box and food dish for the "new arrival".

We're thinking of naming him "Zot", although Janet isn't fond of the name yet. But he's a cute kitten, very playful and affectionate.



If he'd been female, we seriously would've considered naming him "Isis", or "Silhouette" (after what Janet does for a living). (We were NOT going to call him "Midnight", Blackie", "Inky" or any of the other obvious names for black cats, nor anything associated with witchcraft or devil-worship.)

Big problem: Booger doesn't like him. The Boog has been the only cat for so long, the thought of tolerating a usurper is unthinkable. I hope he'll warm up to Zot before he goes.

Anyway, that's the current situation at la casa de Matthews.

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