Posthuman Blues

When I mention "blahgs," this is what I'm talking about.

I have a new cat, named Ebe. She's very tiny and looks like a lynx. Spook, a two year-old former stray, is insanely jealous and greets eight week-old Ebe with hissing and growling, although I haven't seen any signs of physical aggression yet. Apparently Spook sees Ebe as an invader, a very unwelcome guest who promises to absorb my time. Ebe seems mildly distressed but not exactly paralyzed with fear. I'm sincerely hoping that Spook gets over this.

Anyway, here I am talking about my pets. Time to stop blogging.