pussy cat, pussy cat where have you been? I've been to England to visit the Queen.

It's funny, even after having two of my very own babies - letting a little cat take up residence in my world has caused me so much anxiousness. It feels honestly quite similar to the way it felt when Emma came into the world. I wanted to make sure everything was in the right place for her - that there were diapers piled beside the change table, the the receiving blankets were folded, ready and waiting. I had little sleepers washed and hung and a little bassinet beside my bed. In reality, the diapers got shit in and the receiving blankets got puked on. The sleepers got slept in, and discarded in the hamper and the bassinet never held little sleeping Emma. Because I'll be honest... nursing is SO much easier when your co-sleeping. *Anyways* my point being is Mugen moving in has created the same feelings in me - like I need to have things a certain way, to help him adjust to coming into this whole new world. Unfortunately, for the moment he does not give a SHIT what I have done, or what Tim has done - in his opinion, all we've "done" for him is kidnap him from his home and disrupt his little world. Ohhhh kitty - how much you are going to learn... when you come out of the basement, that is!