Thursday, February 5, 2009

Feeling Like Harrison Withers

I woke up this morning with a big grin like Harrison Withers' in Louise Fitzhugh's Harriet the Spy. Because yesterday we brought home a kitten. Now I'm spending the day trying to placate the older felines and comfort the younger one, who seems genuinely puzzled to find that anyone doesn't like him. Like Harrison, I'm spending a considerable amount of time watching the kitten, who just accepted my offer of a toy mouse with enthusiasm. This is what Harriet sees when she spots Harrison's new kitten:

"Into the room, as though he owned it, to the accompaniment of loud cooing and baby talk from Harrison Withers [see XKCD comic] walked the tiniest cat Harriet had ever seen. It was a funny-looking little black-and-white kitten which had a mustache which made it look as though it were sneering. It stopped, looked at Harrison Withers as though he were a curiosity, and then walked disdainfully across the room. Harrison Withers watched in adoration. Harriet leaned back and wrote:
SO THAT'S IT. WONDER WHERE HE GOT THAT CAT. I GUESS IF YOU WANT A CAT YOU RUN INTO ONE SOMEPLACE. HEE HEE."

We've always believed in serendipitous cats. They turn up (especially if you frequent the local humane society). Now if I could just persuade the older feline residents to take their very dramatic paws down from their foreheads.

4 comments:

paj said...

Congrats on adding a new member to the family!

Sarah said...

Congrats indeed. Tristan's a real cutie in the pictures I've seen; I imagine he's even more adorable in person.

Jeanne said...

Hmmm, I hope my family members are all more adorable in person.

Sarah said...

But of course. ;) It's a Griggs family trait.