Stosh is just a glutton for invective.

He's been quite the little gent, I must give credit wher it's due. He hasn't
come up too close to Sabrina, hasn't said anything except to bitch when I
picked him up 5 minutes ago to take him to the door. Now he's back,
sauntering about as Sabrina mutters a few choice syllables that would damn
his progeny for seven generations, had the vet not taken care of such
matters. And not once has his tail even puffed, nor his voice raised. And
Sabrina's even shut her mouth for the moment; I don't know if mentioning a
bar of soap had anything to do with it or not. But she's up on the desk,
guarding her wool like Linus with his blanket, and Stosh is meandering. My
God, it's *quiet.* What the Sam Hill's going on here?!

Blessed be,
Baha

Wonder of wonders! Stosh has just helped himself to Sabrina's chow, and she
didn't take a leap at him, nor say anything more pungent than a low growl.
On top of that, Brandy was also in the room. So far these two are the ones
who've been hanging about the most, but then they're the most outgoing. But
Roxie's been hanging downstairs, meowing like hell. I think she's reacting
to the stream of blue talk going on for the past hour or so. Now Stosh has
decide to lie down, perfectly well-mannered, saying not a word. Sabrina's
hissing is quieter, less frequent, more subdued. Can she be getting the hang
of this?

Blessed be,
Baha

Everyone is just being so nice, it's hard to believe--even the Juvies are
behaving! Of course, one can argue that the word "behave" is relative; why
does the world assume that, when you order a child to behave, that the
behavior is supposed to be good?

Brandy and Roxie have come in to visit this morning, and Sabrina is even
more subdued now. There have been a few vulgarities, but Sabrina's not
cowering in place like she was last night. She stayed put, but she'd shrink
back a bit and spew forth a gusher of foul words that would make a sailor
blush. Now she's grumbling, but staying curled up and comfortable on a pile
of Louie's clothing. Roxie, to my surprise, was taken aback by Sabrina's
mouth and pulled back a bit, but we had no tail-fluffing, backtalk or
fisticuffs. I'm surprised because Roxie was one of the most frequent
visitors to the closed door, wondering who was behind it and when she'd get
to see. I almost feel as if everyone knows Sabrina is full of hot air, and
not taking the growl-and-hiss talk seriously.

We'll keep Sabrina sequestered while we're at work, but tonight, stay tuned
for more Fun With Integration, sponsored by Damitol...Damitol, when all you
want to do is cuss!

Blessed be,
Baha