One of my best friends says that she’d like to come back in her next life as a house cat. She also has always said “Or a gospel singer,” so go figure.
This is the new kitten (the white one), and as you can see, she has charmed the old cat, too. Which is a relief; the black cat, Echo, is something of a head case (she has even been on Prozac).
The new cat’s name is Nyxie Knox. (Nyx = old goddess of night in Greek mythology; Nixie Knox is from Dr. Seuss’ ABCs “X is very useful if your name is Nixie Knox, it is also good for spelling Ax and Extra Fox.”) I like saying Nyx the Cat, personally.
Thanksgiving preparations have really begun. Last night I baked 6 loaves of bread, of which 5 are destined for stuffing. Lots more cooking happening tonight, too. Yum.
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Beautiful – such a relief when they get on.
Our eldest cat is called Bix-the-cat after Bix Beiderbecke the trumpeter.
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Don’t you just love to see a “snuggle” of cats? Great picture!
I’m impressed by the number of loaves of bread you are baking just to make stuffing!