Mere was four months old on Wednesday the 30th, and I forgot to
celebrate! I think someone's getting chickie today.

Mere is now fearless. She goes anywhere in the flat. She feels at home
in the bedroom as in the living room. She baps Frank while he's eating
and attacks his tail when he's sleeping unless I'm there to stop her,
and sometimes I'm too late. I do try to keep her off him, because he
seems a bit nervous. I think he should give her a good bap back, but
he's too kind to do that. Sometimes he raises a paw at her, but that's
all. No contact. Sometimes, when her back is turned or she's sleeping,
he will go up to her and veeeery carefully stretch out his neck to sniff
her, but if she makes the slightest move, he hurries away again.

Nikki is getting more rough with Mere, but I think that's as it should
be. Mere shows no fear of her anyway, just keeps out of her paws' reach.
At least she respects *some*one. She certainly doesn't respect me. All
her hoolikitten traits are appearing, like trying to climb the curtains,
playing among the cords of the computer however many times I remove her
(have to try that tabasco trick), and tipping over potted plants. At
least I think she's learned that Meowmie does not like her launching off
the floor and climbing up my back.

Of course she makes up for it all with her cuteness. She will give me
that big-eyed innocent look when she's done something bad, she sleeps in
my arms and purrs, she gets under the covers at night and sleeps pressed
up against me. She does something I've heard of but never experienced
with a cat; one morning when I was sitting on the porcelain bowl,
meditating deeply, she climbed into the hammock made by my tights. Since
then, she will often visit 'the hammock' when I visit the bowl. She
usually plays around a while, then gets out, bt sometimes she settles
down to sleep and then I have to lift her out.

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