Dog and Rabbit and Cat OH MY!

A few months ago we adopted a cat named Scotty from a friend who passed away. He's a 7 year old cream tabby cat with light orange stripes from head to toe. For the first month he hid under our bed and only came out for food and to use the potty. To get to those two things he had to pass through Mr. Willie Rabbit's territory. It seems that little bunnies are big and scary to Scotty because every time he goes through there and Wille rushes out to say "Hello," the cat runs for the hills.

Now that he's been here 2 months he has decided to start venturing downstairs into the dog's domain. Chase the Chocolate Lab is very interested in the new addition to our family. It is a testament to his good training that he has, for the most part, not chased the kitty. Well, he hasn't chased him very far that is. We call the dog back and he usually stops. This has made Scotty into a much braver kitty. The past few evenings he has even come to us in the living room for some love and cuddles.

I guess Mr. Kitty has decided that he loves Mr. Yarn Geek the most out of everyone who lives in our house. A few mornings ago he delivered a freshly killed, partially disemboweled mouse to my hubby's side of the bed to prove his undying love and affection. This morning another, more intact, dead mouse showed up in our bedroom doorway. The thing is that I, Mrs. Yarn Geek, am the one who gets to clean up the grizzly mess. Mr. Yarn Geek is a little squeamish when it comes to such things. Ah, such passionate kitty love is rarely returned with as much enthusiasm as it is given.