alexist

I keep expecting to see her. I'm still checking the sofa before I sit down. Neil said he keeps thinking he sees her too. And I keep finding bits of cat fluff. :-( What can I tell you--I'm outrageously sentimental about animals.

I've been thinking about another cat. I don't want to get one straight away because then it's like you're trying to replace the old animal, and you can't love the new one for what it is. But thinking about it gives me something to look forward to. And since I do want to go to a breeder this time, it will take longer--often the kittens are reserved before they're even born. So, we'll see. I do want another Maine Coon though; I got to love the personality and the giant fluffiness. I'd quite like a grey/silver or red tabby this time, just to be a little different, but as brown is the most common coat colour in Maine Coons I may well have another Zoecat.

This is the first time I've been pet-less since I was 8 (when my parents finally let us have a cat. My mother resisted years of begging, then she found a couple of mice.) When my first cat, Sam, died, I wasn't going to get another one; I was 23 and thought it wasn't the right time, and we did have a dog. After a couple of months I was so miserable without a cat I changed my mind. I know it will be the same again. (I'd still love a dog too, but I won't have one as long as we live in a flat. I'd want a golden and although you can keep them in flats, they're really happier with a bit of garden to run around in.)

Aliza was adorable today; she held on to my finger while I was feeding her, and I swear I saw a bit of a smile when she looked at me. She's doing more facial expressions now :) I was thinking her eyes were going to turn hazel as they're so dark, but now I'm not sure--in the light they're very definitely blue, the same colour as mine. She still has a silly hairstyle: it's long at the crown and down the middle, and only very fine hair on the sides. When it stands up, it looks like a mohawk. Punk baby!