Princess McSwifferpants

First of all, my apologies for that last post; one can hardly fault her enthusiasm.

So the intern has settled in quite nicely, chewing on cables and fingers and anything she can get into her mouth (and sometimes things she can't). Speaking of chewing, and since she did promise on my behalf, here is the first stage of the Princess' first project, to wit, the subjugation of the stripey curtains:






In addition I believe she promised a photo of Fred, who is a disturbingly crooked-faced toy dog that I bought in anticipation of her arrival. To the left, Fred, being taunted by the Princess, who adores him and carries him around the room.








She's extremely helpful; you can see her here, assisting my latest sewing project (by pulling things out of the boxes and playing with them).




And last of all (but not at all least), she has proven her stealth tactics to be beyond reproach:

so fuzzy

HO takes many pictures but does not post them here so I take some and post them here. Hee hee hee! Me and Professor. He gets annoyed at so many pictures. See how fuzzy I am! So fuzzy. Not as fuzzy as Fred. HO says she will post picture of Fred. I love Fred. Not as much as I love Professor! Professor bites me. So fun!


More picture!



Hee hee hee! My legs are short so I have to be close to take a picture. So fuzzy!

HO says this is not a proper post and Professor disapproves but it is my first post. HO says my post is all right but she will post better pictures soon. It is a promise! Even in better pictures I am so fuzzy.

First project: subdue stripey curtains. Picture when HO makes a post! Hee hee!

On Adjustment

Intern Squeaky "Grasshopper" McSwifferpants arrived on Friday night. Initially quite shy and homesick, she was prepared for a miserable evening, but a welcoming environment that had been arranged for her seemed to help. After a two-hour nap curled up in my hands she was refreshed and energised, and spent the rest of the evening exploring and acquainting herself with the Professor.




For his part, the Professor was typically aloof, preferring to watch the proceedings from a distance. Squeaky's determination to get to know him combined with her own anxiety about him led to some interesting (and very amusing, from an outside viewpoint) interactions.



The rest of the weekend was increasingly comfortable as the Professor and Squeaky settled into certain routines. There is still some disagreement as to who gets to eat whose food, and who gets to sleep in the Prof's sleepy-bed beside the computer (there is, as yet, no sharing). There seems to have been some sort of accord regarding who gets to sleep where at night; we shall see how long that holds.

All in all, a most successful integration. And Squeaky has already begun her research, which makes the Professor happy: