So, do you know the purpose of the proverbial canary in a coal mine?
To wit:
Early coal mines did not feature ventilation systems, so miners would routinely bring a caged canary into new coal seams. Canaries are especially sensitive to methane and carbon monoxide, which made them ideal for detecting any dangerous gas build-ups. As long as the canary in a coal mine kept singing, the miners knew their air supply was safe. A dead canary in a coal mine signalled an immediate evacuation.
My co-worker's daughter found a trio of kittens out behind a woodpile.
Now, I'm a sucker for cute lil' critters.
And, frankly, one of our concerns with 3/4Em on the way is how Norton and Pumpkin will take to our darling little girl.
So...
Meet the newest member of our household:
That's Oreo. One of the three kittens.
I went for the distinctive-looking one: He's got a black head, black tail and everything else is white.
Thus, the name: He's black on each end and creamy in the middle.
I was going to name him Ninja, since his black head looks like a mask, and we almost went for Zorro (again, the mask).
But as the folks at our childbirth classes were explaining: Cravings. One woman said she craves Oreos. One said she has a bag in her car. Me and Marisa named the kitten after them.
So, as I see it: If the animals don't eat the kitten, they won't eat the baby.
So far: Norton loves him. He's a little afraid of Nort, though he's starting to figure out the big guy's a bit of a wimp (albeit a matching black-and-white wimp).
Pumpkin, on the other hand, hates him. She actually hisses and growls when he's near. But... if she can get used to Norton, she can get used to anything. I speak from experience.
