she’s a ball of energy

Ferocious appetite, diarrhea gone, so it’s safe to say the worm issue has been solved (on the first day the poor kitten was actually bleeding a bit from the worms). This achievement of basic health has unveiled a little dynamo. Her energy is almost limitless.

But I have to be so careful. I weigh literally hundreds of times more than this creature. I can’t move at normal speed, or handle cans of soup with normal carelessness when she’s around lest I drop one right on her.

Tomorrow the maids are coming, and I can’t be here due to meetings, so they had to be telephoned and warned not to sit on anything suddenly or step too suddenly. As a safety measure we agreed they would try to lock her in one specific room while they work.

In fact, Tamanya is moving so quickly now that it’s nearly impossible for the iPhone with its slow shutter speed to capture anything but blurs. So I am left with the photo below as tonight’s only somewhat intelligible image. Here she’s a bit frustrated, because she is trying to make a sheer vertical climb of me, and I am obstructing this goal with my left hand, because there is soup on the table and she’s not the only one in this house who needs to eat sometimes.

These images don’t even do her justice. This may be one of the cutest kittens I’ve ever seen, even more so in person than in photos. That wasn’t the case when I first saw her: then she was just a dusty, brown-looking kitten with fleas, with her right eye apparently missing (the doorman thought so too) and with some intestinal bleeding. It only took a few days to polish this little gem.