Bite nails, yawn, bite nails, yawn again…

The kitten picture I posted earlier in the week, of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell (yes, placeholder names) and their unnamed littermate was, of course, a cue that we are getting back into cat ownership. There are three kittens–obviously we can’t take three–but they all are earmarked for forever homes, and the pick-up was supposed to be next week.

They didn’t put the date in their calendars, however, and are getting up to rambling all over their birth neighborhood. So K and I are shooting out their with the woman who facilitated the adoption, to try and find and catch their feral fluffy butts. Needless to say this is entirely nerve-wracking. The more so because we were up from five Saturday morning until two last night, and have had three hours sleep since then*.

In the meantime, I went back to the Frida mural and captured all of it while I was waiting for the kibble store to open.

*The loss of sleep was for good reasons, and fun ones. Still, we are a little strung out. Oh well, that’s what coffee is for!

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About Alyx Dellamonica

Alyx Dellamonica lives in Toronto, Ontario, with their wife, author Kelly Robson. They write fiction, poetry, and sometimes plays, both as A.M. Dellamonica and L.X. Beckett. A long-time creative writing teacher and coach, they now work at the UofT writing science articles and other content for the Department of Chemistry. They identify as queer, nonbinary, autistic, Nerdfighter, and BTS Army.

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