Last night we were visited by a couple of sister kittens, and now it looks like they will be staying with us. There is a gray long haired one with white socks that my boyfriend's sister is going to try to keep, and for the record she is a little fatty. I get her sister who is black with white socks, but she is somewhat skittish until you pet her. We each brought the cats in our rooms, and the first thing mine did was run from my boyfriend. I don't know what it is, but animals run in fear of my boyfriend. We used to feed the ducks together and they all wouldn't go anywhere near him with exception of a fat black duck. I figure the food was just more important to it then self preservation, but it seems my new black kitty doesn't feel the same. Once I got is calmed down and was petting it the little thing went happily to sleep, but not until it made purring sounds and licked my hand. That's when I came up with the name Liquorish for her since she is black and licks things when she is happy. Besides that I started and finished a new book from the Night Huntress series by Jeaniene Frost called One Grave at a Time, and it was a real page turner. A half-vampire turned vampire name Cat hunts down a witch burning ghost who torments women on Halloween when he has a body. The ghost used to be a witch hunter in his previous life, but he would just use that as a cover because he despised women in general. Eventually good triumphs over evil, and looking back it's ironic because she has a black cat too.
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