Monday, January 26, 2009
We have a cat. Her name is Flash, but we like to give ridiculous nicknames to all family members, so her nickname is Flash-pants. Where do the nicknames come from? I don't know. Is there a rhyme or reason to them? No. They just come to me. If you've ever played a board or card games with me I've probably given you a "game name". Anyway, we have a cat named Flash. We've had her for about 1 1/2 years. She is exceptionally docile and she is house-trained. Seriously, we've never used a litter box with her. She goes to the door and waits to be let out when she needs some private time. Here's the other miracle of Flash-- she is the biggest puff ball (She's quite a small cat, but super fluffy fur), but she does not shed at all. How is that? I don't know. Well the cute thing is that for a while Abe was been dead set against having Flash inside the house ever. But this cat has worked its way into Abe's good graces and now they occasionally share couch space. He really likes Flash. Just a bit ago he was trying to find Flash and he went around the house meowing in a really high meow voice-- of course he was trying to find her to put her out in the garage!