I was waiting all my life to find my home

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1. I have a new phone. It was impossible to transfer any of my data—including talismanic text messages—because my old phone belonged to a generation that didn't back up to the cloud, but I have been told that I might be able to get pictures and texts off it by plugging it into my computer and treating it as a USB drive. I'm willing to give it a shot. There are messages on that thing I do not want to lose. Anyway, new phone. It is a newer vintage, but suitably archaic and flip-top and doesn't know from internet. I am much happier with it than I could have been.

2. By the end of this week, we will have kittens.

I am simply very happy with that.

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What do they look like?

Black and polydactyl. They're two of a litter of four (originally five; one didn't make it) some friends of ours have been fostering. At present their names are Hestia and the Runt, although since the Runt is no longer the smallest of the litter, we think some renaming is in order. Hestia is currently the smallest, yellow-eyed, all black with a kind of submerged mackerel pattern in her fur, like the watered-silk rosettes of a black leopard or jaguar. The ex-Runt is similarly furred, but it's very identifiable by its green eyes and huge extra-toed front paws—we've seen it pick up toys and sticks as if it had an opposable thumb. It's the one that let me hold it the first time we visited, right after we'd been warned that it cried if anyone picked it up. (It didn't cry with me.) The second time we came, it ran straight to me as I opened the door, climbed onto my shoulder, tried to burrow inside my shirt. This last visit, it fell asleep on Rob. We think we're getting a brother-sister pair, but we won't know for sure until tomorrow; the sexes of all four kittens were completely indeterminate until Monday, when the Runt turned out to have some external bits that pointed toward male. Hestia seems female insofar as we've been able to check without being clawed. They are both active, affectionate, and inquisitive, and we are really looking forward. Barring the time I spent with Rob before Abbie the Cat died last July, I haven't lived with cats regularly since I was twelve. I think it will be wonderful.

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They sound beautiful. Sounds like one of them definitely chose you, which is always the best feeling.

Be prepared for much kitten craziness! But, as I said elsewhere, they'll have each other to play with. A lot of the craziness we had to deal with when Selwyn was tiny (and not so tiny!) had to do with him being bored and needing a lot more than Hubero was willing to give.

Cats are such wonderful beings. I think, since I was 5, I have not been without a cat for more than 6 months, total (which includes two separate times). They are so very good for the brain, I think.

I look forward to pictures!

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They are so very good for the brain, I think.

I grew up in a house with three cats. Then my mother's allergies worsened to the point where, when the last cat died, we could either get a new cat or we could keep my mother; we kept my mother, but then I was in college and graduate school and never lived anywhere I could get a cat, and then I was ill for a long time and living with my parents again and a cat was right out. Now I live somewhere stable and healthy and, most importantly, cat-friendly according to the lease and the landlord's consent (and a rather unbelievable pet deposit, but we are prepared to deal with it) and we will be picking up the kittens later this afternoon. I'm really looking forward.

I look forward to pictures!

There will definitely be pictures!

(Rob took some already of the kittens when they were being fostered. If you can't see them, ping him until he puts you on the filter.)