Well I'm glad you don't have so many now.

For a while it was Jazz, Big Guy, Corbin, and Mouse
Then we had to put Mouse, my first cat, to sleep
So hey let's look at kittens at the shelter
Oh shelter closed let's see if petco is borrowing any, since the cars and kittens they show for adoption come from the shelter. Different hours and traffic and all that
Most kittens being the usual cute. Except this grey one, Pearl. She's yelling to be let out, trying to escape as I hold others
Get to Pearl, she shoves her face into my armpit and settles down
So file paperwork
Few days later, pick her up
Fill out more paperwork, get everything settled, and then they let her out and into the carrier
She pukes on the car ride home, car sickness
First night home she falls down the side of the stairs. Straight whump
Got her name of Doink from that
Blood blister, and that was all
Mom disapproves, keeps calling her Pearl for about a month
Discover she has a brother, Ziggy
Discover that Pearl/Doink is nonstop crying when she thinks she's alone
Learn that Ziggy is doing the same. At petco. Where his voice is echoing
Mom plays phone tag, gets the okay to get Ziggy as well
Dad and I go to pick him up
Dsd goes to fill out the paperwork for Ziggy
Pen uncapped
Ziggy in the carrier
"Fill out the top half we can get the bottom half from his sister's paperwork"
Fill out top half
Go home
Ziggy scared cuz new area
Pearl/Doink is YAY BROTHER
Ziggy gets new name of Rufus a few days later when his sister jumps from a big, into him and he falls off the container they were on. Despite not being near the edge
So now it's Jazz, Big Guy, Corbin, Doink, and Rufus
Coworker of mom's hurts her leg, has to leave her second story apartment
Mom allows her to stay at our house, in the spare room, as long as necessary
Roommate has a dog
She's finishing packing up her old apartment
Hears yowling
Hey a kitten under the stairs
His name is Bandit, due to his stealing bread cuz he was a starving kitten and the good he got was bad bad bad
Ex-owners give roommate the rest of his food
She borrows her mom's cat carrier and brings him home
Her mom says his name must start with a D
She calls him Dino
I see that he picks up dirt like a mop, so Mop
Mom likes Mop over Dino, but per roommate's mom's decision, makes it Dustmop
Mop hates Spin the Kitty. Got him so dizzy once, he was a bobblehead oops
Dino slowly gets given up in favor of Mop and Dustmop
Roommate moves out
Mop stays
Now we have our current six

:')

What a roller coaster.

I adopted my kitty from a private rescue. I did it all on facebook.

Yeah, it's pretty easy to tell mutts apart. I don't know why they would think that it's difficult.

That's a saga, Kitalpha! I like how your naming schemes just take over.


People probably think it's difficult the same reason they think telling trees apart is difficult. (And hello, how different are TREES from each other? They have different numbers of limbs! They grow REALLY DIFFERENTLY! They're even stuck in the same location so you can tell which one they are by where you are and if you remark, 'oh hey the red oak on the corner lost a limb' they don't even know what...
nevermind.
Point is.
Er, wait, I have to close the parenthesis first)

Okay!
Point is, people don't pay the same amount of attention to things as other people. So one person grows up in a city and knows how to tune out the sound of traffic, doesn't notice this stuff. Someone moves in without that filter in place, they'll notice the traffic patterns by sound and be weirded out when it shifts because they're consciously registering.
So someone might pay attention to pets and animals because they trained themselves to pay attention or were raised that it was important. Another person without that exposure doesn't know how much weight to give that type of sensory input, doesn't find it threatening so the subconscious doesn't flag it for attention, and they never learn to tell animals apart.
(Humans do tend to default into "screen out everything not vitally important; the more survival-necessary it is the more important it is", so I can see how it happens. I don't always understand the choice, but I can see how it happens)


Also, pretty sure I should not be awake to talk about this.

G'night guys.

Fun fact: kitten Corbin was named Blotch
And he was the cutest lil Blotch
He'd ignore the yarn when mom was crocheting in favor of her hand muscles
And being a bitty kitten mom wasn't hurt

Awww, cute little black-toed-paws


Does Hyde still play with your sister, then? Or is he playful in the sense that his attitude/personality is playful, rather than actually playing a lot?
Does he get along with Kiri?