Lesson One Continues

Oliver started training his people kitten early but was disappointed at first. It seemed that Squeak was not going to be the talented petter that The Girl is.

But he has not given up. Slowly, Squeak is gaining the dexterity and strength it takes to become an excellent scritcher.

Last night I sat on the floor in the kitchen with Squeak while The Boy fixed dinner. Oliver decided this was a good time for another lesson. He approached an outstretched hand carefully and rubbed his chin over it. 

Then, having encountered none of the resistance or fingernails needed to make a good chin scritch, he tried something different. He shoved his head under the outstretched hand.

And it happened. The fingers flexed. A light squeeze occurred.

A pleased grey kitten walked under the outstretched hand.

And it happened. The fingers flexed. A light squeeze occurred. The tiny hand tightened to a fist… And came away with a tuft of soft grey fur.

Oliver was less pleased.

The lesson was over.

Obi came by for his pet from the people kitten. He shoved his head under the outstretched hand and started walking.

And it happened. Fingers flexed. A light squeeze occurred. And a brown kitten sidestepped out of reached.

He’s already learned that lesson.


Obi is coming off his Prozac and it’s making him more playful than ever. Unfortunately, he and Squeak still don’t agree on how to play with toys.

So, later in the day, we were hopeful that Oliver would play with his brother. We asked him to go be unsuspecting.

Oliver agreed and went to lie down. And he just laid there.

No matter what Obi did.

“There’s a difference,” The Boy told Oli, “between unsuspecting and oblivious.”


Super Vising

Hello peoples of the internets! Obi here.

Sometimes I feel like The Boy sold me a bill of goods with Squeak. He still doesn’t Thunder with me like they said he would.

He doesn’t even know how to play with the cool toys The Girl bought for us.

But he looks to me for advice. And he is getting better.

And he’s good for snuggling… He doesn’t think he needs to hug or kiss me like The Girl does.

And at  I don’t have to do his laundry because Oliver volunteered. And The Boy finished it when my brother was done.


You’re lucky I love you, people kitten.

Battery Powered

There’s lots of things you say you’ll do, or never do, as a parent before you have kids. I’ve never been too judgy of parents but I did have a list of things I liked and didn’t like.

Amongst the didn’t likes: plastic light up noisy toys. I thought there were plenty of other options.

And that lasted right up until we received a Glo Worm. That artificial music and light up face will knock Squeak right out of a fit.

He might not be happy, but he’ll forget why he was crying.

Babies, it turns out, really like those sounds an lights. And moms really like things that hold a baby’s attention.

Also, Squeak needs more toys as he’s staying awake for longer stretches. Maybe this isn’t for him – he and Obi might be perfectly happy going back to the same play mat all day – but his parents need different things to do.

And so did the kittehs, it seems.

It’s about time I got them some new toys.


Look, kid. I’m happy to share My Girl with you.


But truthfully, I prefer when the lap is mine.

All mine.

Lesson Two: Play

The Boy promised me you would be entertaining. It’s time to see what you’ve got.

What are you doing on this mat, Squeak?

Batting at the swingy toys, eh?

After much consideration, I’ve decided you’re doing it wrong.

Let the master show you how it’s done.