Milestones

December 12th, Nebula comes home.

December 14th, I give up trying to separate her and Phantom while I’m home because I.need.sleep. I share her existence on social media.

December 15th on, I discover how very sharp her claws are and how very sensitive her play switch is. Scars commence.

December 18th or so, I put up my Christmas tree but left it bare to test her reaction. She enjoys sitting on the tree skirt. I post the first picture taken by me to social media.

December 21st, Sam meets her niece and falls immediately in like with her. The feeling is likely reciprocated due to treats and other gifts. We put lights on the tree.

December 25th-ish, I leave them alone for a walk. No one dies. Success. I finally finish decorating my tree.

December 25th on, she takes down ornaments from, climbs up, and jumps in the tree. I yell.

January 4th, tired of picking up ornaments and straightening the star, I break out the water bottle as a last resort. It is almost immediately effective and she stopped climbing the tree after a day or two.

January 5th to now, she doesn’t yet understand her name. I try to teach her with treats. Need to be more consistent

January 12th, she discovers cardboard scratchers.

January 13th, friends flood into my home, meet my cat, and dote on her friendly compliance. I recognize the first month.

January 16th, I mistake her for Goliath for the first time. )= But am grateful for the reminder of my sweet boy.

January 67th, she continues trying to get closer to Phantom but he moves too quickly for me to snap a shot of them touching or mirroring each other.

January 17th, she aggressively licks Phantom, and I break it up before it can become a thing. Their truce is tenuous at best, and I try not to associate their interactions with negativity.

January 18th, the peace is broken while I type this. I separate them with my scratched hands. This is my life now.