Toph and Merry

Toph woke up at 6:40 this morning and we've been puttering around ever since.  I'm sipping coffee; he's playing with his walker and our new kitten, Merry.  Yes, we got a new kitten.  Rescued her from certain death, I'm sure.

 

At first we were unsure if we should keep her but we're so happy we did.  She and Toph really love each other and she's the perfect kind of pet for him.  She doesn't scratch him, she's patient and only runs away when he does things like this:

Hey Merry, what are these white things growing off your face?  Do they come off?

They also find plenty of mischief together:

Yes, that's right.  We've taught them to fetch our wine for us.
(*no we didn't; in fact, that area is off limits to them but one must take a picture when this sort of thing occurs.)

Overall, Merry has been a lovely addition to our household.  Where on a good day, Pippen regards Toph with bitter disdain (and on a bad day, outright malice), this kitty plays with Toph and tolerates his not-so-gentle baby ways. 

Success!