the meeting of the kitties

i am kitty-sitting alicia's cat, caesar, while she is in illinois this next week (to preserve her home and christmas tree), and to see if suri and caesar can get along well enough to become brother and sister...
at this point, suri has spit-hissed at caesar, and caesar his hiding beneath the couch. suri is living in the basement for the moment, while the two acclimate to the thought of the other. this, indeed, will be an UNFORGETTABLE christmas... :)

on the way home with caesar i stopped by petco to get a few things (suri needs food; i wanted to get a refill on the kitty litter while it was on sale; i needed an extra litter box for caesar...) and ended up spending like $70. i need to NOT have children, i will spoil them ROTTEN and we shall live in poverty forever... meh... i did find these cool wipes, though, to get the scent out of a litter box... i'm looking forward to the benefit of that, indeed! i don't know about caesar yet, but suri's poop stinks. figures.

time to referee the cat's first meetings face to face outside of the carrier... ::crossing fingers:: i'm out of money, they better not cause injury deeming a vet visit...