Ninja/Suki

This is Ninja. She was named as such by my little brother, but my mom wants to call her Suki. Whatever. She's spazzy and full of energy, a kitten who came to us in the middle of the night (heh, very ninja-like) and purred like a harley for attention and food (more so food, me thinks). Where she came from and how she got here, I know not. She's all mysterious-like that. Did I mention she's fearless? I have not once seen her arch her back and hiss with crazyness at random objects, as other cats often do. In fact, when she arrived here after winning the epic battle of the fruit flies (I can only assume that's what she was doing before she met us), she wasn't deterred in the least when she saw my HUGE labrador. Nope, she just came right inside like she owned the place...which is admirable considering you could scoop 'er up with one hand. Did she belong to anybody? I doubt it...but even if she did, Ninja was a hungry scraggly little thing when we first saw her, and she would now be treated like a queen in the house of crazy cat peoples.
So, if anyone is crazy enough to be reading this right now, I have a question for you.
1) Have you ever taken in a stray? Cat, dog, bird, etc. Maybe even a mongoose...?
2) Does the name Ninja as a name for a kitteh seem really weird to you? o_O How 'bout Suki?
-Signing off-

Evil lids

I am convinced that water bottle lids are out to get me.

"Well, what has led you to this conclusion?" you might ask. You probably didn't ask that, but whatever. Well, a life changing event happened-that's what. So, let me go ahead and share.

One day, I was in an engaging conversation with someone random, and I reached out to get a sip of water from my $2.50 water bottle. SO engaged was I, that I didn't even noticed the lid was still on, and I used what had suddenly became a super-human arm to ram that thing right against my mouth. After the initial shock and pain wore off, I realized my random companion was laughing his ass off, while I was bleeding and frantically searching for a gun to shoot myself with.

So, what have I learned? Never trust beverage lids.