Those of you who follow me on Twitter would know by now that I took impulse buying to a whole new level, and came home from grocery shopping one day with a brand new kitten. My reasoning was simple: He was cute and my current cat is getting weird from being alone too often. I cannot be home all the time to keep her company, so I thought she might like a new friend as a Christmas present.
She is currently sulking in my study, a room she wouldn't ordinarily set foot in unless I am in there with her.
He is sleeping by my feet, oblivious to the death stares she is sending his way.
At least she has stopped growling at him for now. Everywhere I went in the house, they would both sprint after me. Then they would have a spitting match at my feet. Urgh, it's like being single at a night club all over again!
So by now the writer within me is perking up and saying: Hang on, maybe you can use this for in your story. What a marvelous idea! My character is, after all, the daughter of a farmer and would be no stranger to the foibles of cats.
Or maybe my heroine can come across a crazy cat lady on her journey? Or maybe not, that may seem a little close to home...