Current mood:

morose

Work Whining and Kitten and Brother Silliness
Ended up being here 8 hours yesterday. Could be even longer today. And if there were things to do, it wouldn't be so bad. But there's a good chance we will have four hours with absolutely nothing to do but eat lunch and wait for samples to arrive. Blech! At least I have Thursday and Friday off.

Turns out my brother is a big giant mush-pot. The sound of a crying kitten makes him very unhappy. Said kitten (tentatively named Crichton, though nothing is sure yet) is being kept in one room so as not to freak resident cat Shadow any more than he already is (we're hoping for cat integration by the end of the week). Kitten is used to other cats and people, so when he's alone, he cries piteously. Watching my brother listen for the ten minutes it took the little guy to cry himself to sleep was funny. He was cringing, hiding, and just generally miserable about the little guy's sadness. (Not that I didn't feel bad for the little guy, but not to that degree.) My brother is also freaking because he's afraid Shadow will be miserable and they'll have to get rid of the kitten and he's attached and and and...I thought I was a champion worrier, he has me all beat. I think I did help a little, I said if it didn't work out, I'd take the little guy, rather than taking him back to the Humane Society. At least there's one less what if for him to ponder.

Did manage to capture two pics of the kitten yesterday (kittens are wiggly and hard to photograph!), pics once I get home, assuming I haven't had total brain melt-down by then.

God, is it time to go home yet?