Wow
Anyway, a few updates:
Nubia thinks her names sounds too much like a scolding - Nubia! You be a [good girl]! And so forth... She's a total nuisance in the morning when I'm trying to wash face, scrub teeth, etc., but today when I locked her out of the bathroom she scratched at the door until you believed there was a monster/demon on the other side. I hung tough, but she popped it open anyway. Even AreToo was appalled. I want to weigh her - I'm sure she'd more than 8 lbs now... Although infinitely more mellow than she was, she can still walk up to a senior (they're all senior to her) sibling and just go into wind-mill mode. The boys usually bat back, then run away. The other girls glare, growl or hiss, variously. And then she's like, What? Who?? Me???
Charging the batteries, looking forward to a bit of weekend blogging. Takez care, yuz allz...!!