Saturday April 30 2016

Elvis Kitten (2)(April 30 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11:47 p.m. later than usual but I needed the extra rest.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.

Watching Where to Invade Next? (2015).


Heading over to the Markham house in Portsmouth where my great uncle Kenny was living before he passed. My mom is the process of moving out. I help organize all the mysterious things hidden away in the garage – found all of my granddad's old music gear (amps, speaker cabinets, and recording devices). As well, there's a lot of handmade knick-knacks and interesting poetry he engraved onto pictures...



The Markam Brothers Old Music Gear (April 30 2016)

Speaker Cabinet made by my Granddad (April 30 2016) (2)

Granddaddy's old Reel to Reel (April 30 2016)


Lunch break: Toasted PB&J's with a Fuji Apple, Lentil Potato Curls, and Oolong Tea.


In the process of cleaning everything out I discover a kitten and her mom living up in the loft. The mother cat got scared and ran off. Ana's been talking about having a pet and it just clicked with me that it would be the right thing to do by taking this kitten in. He's well past 4 weeks old, which isn't a bad time to relieve him from his mother.


Elvis Kitten Found in Garage Loft (April 30 2016)


Loading up the cars and stocking up the boxes in mom's new storage unit.


Back home.

Brown Rice Quinoa Spaghetti Noodles with Tomato Sauce, Onions, Mushrooms, and a Salad.


Studying up on how to take care of a kitten.


When Ana arrives I introduce her to the kitten who has been named Elvis, or Elvita (if it's a girl). I haven't been able to check yet. With her help we're going to raise this cat the proper way. It's like our little baby.




Showing the cat to Kevin and Will. Will doesn't like cats but Kevin immediately starts baby talking to the kitten. I also brought home rifles (formerly owned by my granddad) and a taser.

Will says, "You guys brought home a strange collection."

Me: "Yeah! Rifles, taser guns, and cats!"


Later on when Ana and I are trying to sleep Elvis keeps meowing every ten minutes. He seems to be wide awake now and ready to explore outside of his crate. I have no choice but to move him into the other room.


[i] Images by me.

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