Sandy Pants Knows

I don't care what my husband says. Cats are smart. Ever since we began putting the nursery together - around September - Sandy Pants has known something is up. Of course, we started so early with the nursery as we thought we would be going to Kazakhstan by end of year. I must admit it has been hard to have it set up for so long now ....with the waiting and all.

Okay back to Sandy P. Every time something new comes in to the room - a bathtub, some clothes -- she is quick to inspect it all. Perhaps because so much of it is used from friends or Craig's List - it must smell like babies.

And of course, she has already tried to sleep in the crib which put Pat over the edge. Even when I promise it won't happen when the little person comes, he still panics. Rightfully so, as "The Pants" is one tough cookie. This week I got an adorable quilt from IKEA for the toddler bed and although I have stuff on it so Pants won't sleep on it, she found a small space and is determined to hang out there. There are sofas and other beds to spread out on, but she is hell-bent on staying in this room. She thinks she is the baby and is staking her claim.

I know she is in for a rude awakening and I don't look forward to that part of the transition. Need to look up some kitty kat adjustment info online. Prepare myself, Pat, the little person and Pants for the future.