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We were supposed to go to a wedding today, but decided against it because of the hectic things going on at home.  Paul has bronchitis and the two kittens are not liking each other too much at the moment.

We took D’Argo to the Panhandle Humane Society to be cremated and Paul wanted to keep his ashes, so D’Argo is now, permanently, on my computer desk.  We also ended up taking Puck, a seven month old, flame point Siamese kitten, home with us.

Puck got his name because, when a state trooper found him, he had a broken leg that looked like a hockey stick, thus the name Puck.  He had to have his left, rear leg cut off, but you’d never know it the way he runs around the house.  He’s absolutely gorgeous and loves to spend time with us.  Puck has also decided that I must share my pillow with him.

We also now have a second kitten.  He is jet black and we named him Harvey, after the neural clone in John Crichton’s head from Farscape.  We got Harvey from some of Paul’s students.  They saw how sad Paul was at losing D’Argo and went out and found Harvey.  They got him from some farmer, who was apparently mean to him in front of the students.  It’s been highly apparent that he’s been abused.  Harvey is very affectionate, but, as of right now, is very timid, shy, scared, and still a little freaked out.

He wouldn’t eat or drink at all for us at first and, for some strange reason, preferred to sit in the litter box and sleep.  Slowly though, he’s coming out of his shell.  Puck is hissing at him and Harvey is running away, but, with time, things should get better.

We also took the kittens to the vet this morning for checkups.  Puck is fine, but he has a bit of conjunctivitis in his eyes.  We got some drops for him.  Harvey is also fine, but we need to take him to be neutered next month.

I’ve taken a few pictures of both and I’ll get them online just as soon as I can.