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Lilly the Orange Rescue Kitten

Formerly Know as Orange Kitty (or OK for short!)

Lilly stares at me while I work. She wants to play.

Do you remember me telling you about Orange Kitty (Meet Orange Kitty and Sam) back in June? I called her OK for short? She lives where I work on Tuesdays. Her mistress, my boss, renamed OK “Lilly” when I wasn’t there. So now Lilly keeps me company when I work.

Sometimes Lilly will sit and stare out the window, but mostly

It’s not easy working with Lilly around. You see, she’s a kitten, a smart kitten, who’s really, really cute. I have trouble focusing on my work when she comes tumbling into the room where I sit.

. . .she wants me to play with her.

She purrs nonstop as she putters around looking for fun stuff to do.

She sits on my mouse pad to slow down my work, but speed up how often she gets petted!

She meows, but barely a sound comes out.

She's a persistent kitty too.

She hops in and out of my purse looking for something to steal.

If I attempt to ignore Lilly, she starts looking for something to do in my purse.

And she'll even hop into my purse just to get my attention!

She doesn’t know it, but she’s already stolen my heart.


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Meet Orange Kitty and Sam

Two Cats Who Make My Tuesdays

Since September, when I first started working part-time for a local therapist in her home office, the family dog passed away, the orange fluffy cat disappeared, and the  elderly black cat passed away (last week while I was there).  It’s been rough.

Sam is still a youngster too at less than a year old.

On the plus side, Sam, the Maine Coon kitten, came to live at the house in March. He’s a well-behaved fellow with a charming face. He visits me occasionally as I work. Still, my boss thought it was too quiet with just one cat.

Enter the newest addition to her house: Orange Kitty, or OK for short. When I arrived for work this morning, OK greeted me in my office space. She’s a lively rescue kitten with a winning personality and pretty face. She bounces around, plays with anything that looks interesting, and jumps in and out of handy boxes, suitcases and the like. OK creates noise and fun wherever she appears.

She batted my earrings. She batted my camera strap. She batted anything that moved.

Sam doesn’t like OK. Not a bit. This formerly well-behaved fellow pounced on her and made her scream. I was shocked. He grabbed her by the neck and chomped down. I batted him away. OK just kept going back for more though. She’s scrappy.

After Sam had had enough and my boss let him out the door, OK started to bounce around my desk. She hopped on my lap. She ran across the computer keyboard, but didn’t even weigh enough to “type” a letter as she ran by. She was fascinated with the cursor on the computer screen. When she wore herself out, she plopped down on a folded bag and went to sleep.

All tuckered out.

I’m going to love having OK for company. And Sam better learn to tolerate her or he’ll have to answer to me, at least on Tuesdays.

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