Naughty Kitty

Getting a pet was my consolation for having to uproot myself from Oregon and move to the south (I had lots of terrible stereotypes about moving to C-Ville). We both would have preferred to get a dog but we felt that since this is a transitory place for us (until Troy finishes his doctorate and finds a job) and since it's such a terribly busy time for him, we didn't have time to devote to a dog. We thought that a kitty would be much less maintenance.

Well, it may be that Kyma is spoiled or it may be the fact that Troy has always treated her like a dog, but she gets terribly lonely when we leave and sometimes can be pretty high maintenance.

Often when we leave for a weekend or longer we rely on Liz (friend and downstairs neighbor) to check in on her. Liz is nice enough to open up the doors between our apartments to let Kyma visit once and a while. At first Kyma was very tentative, creeping around every corner very stealthily like she might come across some unforeseen enemy. But now, she is incredibly comfortable. Too comfortable.

Those of you who have cats know that when you try to keep them from doing something, it's kind of like a little kid. They only want to do it more. That's how Kyma is about trying to get into Liz's apartment now.

Last night Troy was doing laundry and didn't close the door all the way. Needless to say, Liz got a surprise visit from an uninvited kitty. By the time any of us realized it, Kyma had been exploring for quite a while. Sneaky little kitty. Thankfully, we have a good-natured neighbor!

In any event, despite all her quirks and demands, Kyma is a really lovable little creature and I'm so happy that we have her.