Chico

So this is Chico, the newest member of the family. I found him at the local animal shelter and brought him home on Saturday. This pic was taken less than 2 hours after he got home and, as you can see, was already settling in. Yes, be prepared for this blog to become all Chico, all the time, for a while at least.

I know I've been a bad blogger. I've been really busy at work, and just wiped when I get home at night. Weekends are no better. I'm mentally exhausted and it's all I can do to keep up with the basics of a normal life and household, like doing laundry to have clean clothes for work and cooking food and even, occasionally, washing dishes. Crap, that reminds me, my sink is full of dishes again and I'll have to wash them before I can make dinner tonight.

Anyway, back to Chico. Buca is emphatically NOT happy with the new addition. He hisses at him and growls. He has taken to hiding out back in the spare room and in my bedroom, while Chico thinks the living room is huge and rarely ventures out of it. Mostly this all works out just fine, except that Chico, within 24 hours of coming home with me, has taken to following me around everywhere, including the spare room and my bedroom. This does not make for a happy Buca, who has taken a couple of swipes at him. I kind of forgot about all this introduction nonsense and how tiring it is.

In the meantime, I try to give Buca lots of attention and reassure him that he still is The Man. (Get it? Chico and the Man? If you do, you've just admitted either a) your age or b) your addiction to Nickelodeon's TVLand.)

For those who wonder how I came up with this name, it went something like this. Within the first hour after I brought him home, Buca was already hissing at him. I reassured Buca by petting him and telling him not to worry, he was still The Man. And suddenly, it hit me: Chico. I said it, and the little one looked straight in my eyes and bounced away. I reckon that means he knows his name. Right?

There will be lots more cuteness pics up soon, never fear. Cuteness knows no bounds.

PS - K - I left a message for you yesterday; I'd lost the notepad with your number on it and just found it yesterday when I did some cleaning. Give me a call on my cell when you get a chance.