Dr Smallski - meet Kase2

Margot, also evincing an interest in street pictures!

If they remake "The Shining" with cats

These are some very Kubrickian shots of our Margot:

Oh, shit! Laser eyes!

"WHORRRLNT! SCRAAANNNT! ZORP ZORP! RRRRL!"

We love Margot to pieces and we are so glad she came to live with us! Even Picci, with a ball of fur where her brain stem should be, has warmed to this fine kid.

BUT (and is there not always one [?]?) she does have one particular crazy habit...for some unknown reason, she just LOVES to push the plastic water dish/basin-doodad around the floor of the catfeteria (see what I did there). So, at, say, two a.m., one can be jostled awake by the random woody scrapings of plastic on million-year old oak floorboards (see post title for further elucidation). Oh, there's no reason for it. Our friend Betsy puts forth the notion that M likes to see the water slosh around, or the colliding circles of displaced water puddling to and fro.

Whatever! I'm just sure I am being made to pay for wrongs in some past lifetime, and am bound to hear these nocturnal skronkings for the next million years! And I will be glad of it!

The culprit, in her domain:

"Hey!"

"I'm gonna bug you to put your hand out so I can rub my face on it RIGHT NOW, m'kay? THANKS!"

Also, while I obviously have giant hands (heh), look at just how small this sweet runt is! Little!

Elle est arrivee!

Margot (just added the t!) has come to live with us!

Mother of GAWD, what a good baby!

Walked right in, looked around and walked up the stairs like she owned the dump!