The 28th of December.
Well I have been awake since 6am which is not ideal. I was doing fine, having a lovely sleep, then my body realised it was freezing and decided we needed to experience this. To make it worse, the heating didn’t really seem to kick in until about lunchtime so I felt like a little block of ice. I couldn’t even put my cosy clothes on because Shaki was bringing new kittens this morning and they would ruin them with their claws.
She arrived just before twelve, and stayed for about three quarters of an hour introducing us and catching up. We’ve got three black and white girls; Autumn, Amber and Ava. They’re all quite different so we’ll have no trouble telling them apart, thankfully. Twelve weeks old, but small. And so cute. Particularly Amber, who has long hair. She is also the only one that hisses. I have got purrs out of Autumn already, so she doesn’t look like she’ll be much trouble. They’re all very soft.
Daddy sat with them this afternoon, while I crocheted. I was wrong about the shawl – still not finished. Oh well.
The 29th of December.
Much better sleep. I woke up at six, but fell back to sleep and we surprised by my alarm when it went off at nine so that was pleasant.
I’m still crocheting this flipping shawl (just carrying on until I run out of wool) so I did that for most of the morning. Still not finished. I also went to say good morning to the new floofs. They don’t retreat quite so much as they first did.
We have to be with them while they eat, so I sat and watched the shortest episode of Black Mirror, Metalhead. From looking at reviews afterwards, it seems that is the least good one, so I’m quite pleased because it means they can only get better.
This afternoon, we had a family cinema trip to see The Greatest Showman. I’ll be honest, it wasn’t as good as I expected. However, I love the songs, and I had a small cry during This Is Me because it makes me think of Dean. I do miss him ever such a lot. Adam sent me a Christmas card which arrived the other day and it was really beautiful.