Some of you may already know that we recently welcomed a new addition to
our household - a 14 week old Russian Blue kitten. Normally this breed
is characterized as quiet and shy. But Luka (the name is the Russian
variant of Luke) is an exception to the rule. This critter is totally
fearless and has the kinetic energy of a pinball machine.
This makes for interesting experiences in the kitchen. I usually have
my hands full when I am trying to follow a recipe, chopping veggies,
stirring a sauce, and watching items on the stove. Now I also have to
contend with this small grey thing clawing his way up my pants leg, like
a pole climber at the lumberjack olympics. Or the small grey thing
jumping into the sink. Or sticking his nose into my prep bowls (maybe
he misread one of Cindy's cookbooks, and thought that the bowls
contained "mice in place"😉.
Yes, we isolate him in the guest room when he gets too wild. But we are
also trying to teach him good manners, so isolation is not the ultimate
solution.
Later this week, we have to send in the CFA registration document, with
his complete name. Normally such names include the cattery of origin
plus some silly frufru. Like "Kitandkaboodle's Precious Little
Darling." Our guy's complete name is going to be "Velva's Luka Get Off
The Table."
This weekend I posted a new pic of the varmint in a rare quiet moment.
Here's my sous-chef and sous-chat:
<http://julianv.zenfolio.com/p689493425/?photo=545797169>
Obfood: There's a Penzies catalog next to Cindy on the couch.
We had Labor Day dinner at the home of some friends. The menu was "hobo
packs": burgers, sausages, and veggies, wrapped in aluminum foil and
tossed on the grill. Just like at scout camp. For dessert, we made
baked apples with the same technique. Not bad at all.
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Julian Vrieslander