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Paparazzi

Having had McKayla for about two weeks now, we've gotten a chance to really get to know her personality and she's had the chance to...umm...take over the apartment.  McKayla is quite the talker- a very pushy talker, but nonetheless, a talker.  (She must take after me.)  When we come home, before we even get a chance to step foot in the house, she sticks her face out the doorway and proceeds to yell at us.  (Gosh forbid we should be 10 minutes passed her dinnertime- 6pm!)  Like all cats, she's pretty picky when it comes to food, when you should pet her and when not to pet her.  Wyatt would highly recommend letting her come to you, but I'm all for chasing her down and making her love you. :)  McKayla has come to think of me as the paparazzi.  At first she was okay with letting me take thousands of photos of her.  Now, her only reaction is this...



She is quite the drama queen. (Also must take after me.)  Maybe I should stop with the flash, yeah?

Having a cat is kind of like having a kid.  The other day, McKayla was a little peeved at Wyatt and myself.  She hid in the only open spot under the bed (all other spots occupied by "stuff"), mad at the world (or just at us).  After awhile, Wyatt checked up on her to try and get her out from under the bed and he found her like this...



She was so mad she fell asleep.  Cat = kid.

God Bless,
Kat

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