The integration of Mere into the family proceeds. Last night, Mere and
Nikki slept right beside each other, almost touching. Earlier in the
day, they had played several rousing games of chase, where Nikki chased
Mere. Every time Nikki stopped and went to do something else, Mere would
sneak up on her, 'tag' her, and the chase was on again. Mere was
certainly enjoying herself, but I don't know if it was fun for Nikki, or
if she was serious about the chase. She never hurts Mere, though.

Mere has discovered what the washbasin is for. It's the perfect kitten
bed, and appropriate for a bit of grooming, too. The way to get there is
to wait until Meowmie crouches down to clean the litterbox beside the
washbasin, then jump on her back and up. The funny thing is, she never
seems to learn that when I'm finished cleaning the boxes, I wash my
hands. Every single time she gets wet, and every single time she seems
just as shocked. This makes me suspect that she's something of a
'blonde' in the cat world. This must be why using the spray bottle on
her every time she climbs a curtain does not help one bit.

I think Nina has been sending a bit of badness this way. One day, I
discovered that the toilet paper had been chewed and clawed a bit.
<glare in Nina's direction> Fortunately, Mere isn't taking her TP art
quite as seriously as Nina. At least not yet. She'd only cut through a
few layers, and hadn't pulled any off the roll.