B.R. 3/1/09

Well, I would've posted new pics of the baby and Mister lying about inappropriate poses but sadly those pics have been sucked into the ether. My computer, with which I've a rather difficult relationship these past several weeks/months, has been restored to its factory settings in an effort to bypass whatever it is that's been plaguing it. Sadly, this meant that the latest baby and Memphis pics have been wiped. Too bad cuz those were some pics.

Anyhoo, on with the baby report...

Since I fell slept in the living room last night both the baby and Memphis thought that we were having a slumber party and quickly crowded around me on the couch. This is how it went down: I'd tucked my arm underneath my head so the baby took this opportunity to deposit herself in the newly created nook right underneath my armpit. Meanwhile, MisterMister parked himself next to my head on the armrest and watched over me as I slept like a creepy stalker. I must've bored him though because he later removed himself to the opposite side of the couch and slept by my feet. And this is how we spent the night.

Upon waking -- which we all did together (thank goodness) -- the baby ran to her bone and Memphis sauntered to and fro while meowing for attention. After playing for a bit, I prepared their respective breaky. Since we've been feasting on wet food for the past week, I thought it would be a good time to go back to some wholesome chickum. The baby did not mind. In fact she relished the extra bits that come with chickum, i.e. knuckles, tendons, and other chewy bits. Memphis however was less than enthralled with his breakfast even though he just gets yummy meaty bits. He must've visited his breaky bowl 4 or 5 times over an hour before he finally accepted his fate and munched down. For a street kitty, he sure is picky.

Live baby update: Semi-napping, but spying at me out of the corner of her eyes.

Live Memphis update: On the bedroom window sill where I'd deposited him when I started to pull around his nemesis a/k/a the vacuum.