Salty
When I’m in my bathroom, putting in my contact lenses, Smacky likes to sit in the sink and lick the saline that falls when I rinse them.
Maybe he’s part cow?
The bright side of a Moon
When I’m in my bathroom, putting in my contact lenses, Smacky likes to sit in the sink and lick the saline that falls when I rinse them.
Maybe he’s part cow?
I took a few pictures of Smacky yesterday (as you can see from the updated Picture of the Week to the right). I just put them in the Smacky folder under my Picture Gallery.
My camera doesn’t do very well lately; has trouble focusing. Add to that the fact that Smacky is still a high-energy kitten and rarely sits still for long and most of the pictures I took were fuzzy. And the first few I took of him at the window clearly showed the trashcans outside my apartment. Yech. So I overexposed the next couple of shots and they turned out pretty good. I didn’t even have to use Photoshop.
Over on the right-hand column you can see a picture of my new kitten. Black with the coolest gray-green eyes, short-haired, a tiny little fluffball. He likes to climb things, like, oh, say, me by my pant legs (and skin when I’m wearing shorts). He turned seven weeks old last Thursday, the same day I brought him home.
I’m still trying to find a name that suits him. My original name for him, “Smacky”, doesn’t quite fit now that I’ve spent some time with him, although it might stick for a while until I can find a better name.
You can find more pictures of him in my Flickr Set named “Smacky”.