The kittens have arrived!! They're indescribably precious. Skittish, though -- definitely not as naïvely trusting as they were when they were tiny, a month or so ago.
Also, I ended up not taking the grey girl -- Clara and her dad had both grown far too attached to her, and it was so sad to see her try to say goodbye. Instead, I have the little black boy, who it turns out is besties with the black-and-white kitten, so it's better this way anyway.
To jog your memory:
( The black-and-white boy )( The all-black boy )Aaaand! PICSPAM:
( bathroom photoshoot! )The pictures are all in the bathroom because it has turned out that the best place for the catbox is underneath my bathroom sink, and plus, it's the smallest room with the fewest hiding places and the least stuff for them to deal with, so I decided it was the best room for them to be in at first. Eventually I opened the door to the bedroom and they ventured forth and explored; when I left for work, they were chilling/napping/hiding under my bed. I hope they get comfortable enough to play while I'm gone! They were v. skittish when I was there.
The black-and-white kitten, I'm pretty set on calling Baxter, since he's been "Baxter" in my head for so long, and he hasn't done anything to contradict it yet. The all-black kitten is the bolder of the two, and I kind of want to name him after an explorer -- Vasco or Ferdinand, maybe? Magellan? Columbus? When I looked at the pictures of him in the box, though, I thought, "HIS NAME SHOULD BE QUANTUM" which is, in any case, fewer syllables, quirkier, and has more of a ring when paired with "Baxter." Plus I like naming animals nouns, or at least I like the idea of it (two alternate names for Rosco were Waffle and Toaster, both of which are ADORABLE names for a cat). And it's an esoteric physics joke that people probably won't get unless they've seen the box picture and know about Schrödinger, which also pleases me!
When maybe-Vasco-maybe-Quantum first went out into the bedroom to explore, probably-Baxter hid in the cupboard under the sink (I took off the door a while ago, when it became clear that that was where the catbox would go) and cried until his brother came back. It was both adorable and sad. I had to pick him up and carry him out into the bedroom to get him to leave the cupboard, but after that he was pretty happy following Vasco/Quantum around my room.
Flatmate was all, "I want to come home and play but I can't since I'm at work! :(" and I had to say, "well they're not playing either, they're nervous" -- I probably should have expected that they wouldn't automatically love me and would, in fact, run and hide. It still made me a little sad, though. But anyway, patience: I has it. Learning how to take caption-inspiring pictures of the kittens should give us all the bonding time we need, right? :D :D
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BONUS PIC EVEN THOUGH YOU PROBABLY DON'T CARE ABOUT DOCTOR WHO:
I made this!!! With help from
http://totallylookslike.com/ and the LOLbuilder. MAI GEEKERY: LET ME SHOW U IT
It upsets me that this is the best picture of the Tenth Doctor I could find to use -- seated, wearing specs -- especially since you can't even see his Chucks. BUT!!! Rachel Maddow is TOTALLY Ten in an alternate, gender-switched universe. FACT.
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