Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The Princess' First Independent Project

The Professor is very fond, as I have said, of the independent spirit. Nothing makes him happier than an intern that takes initiative.

The Princess definitely has initiative. And she lurves to climb. Everything. All the time. There are no surfaces in the mountain lair too high for her to reach, no objet d'art too precious that it can't be knocked over (as a side note, the mountain lair got rid of all its Ming vases many years ago, as the Professor was fond of climbing in his youth).


To the right, the Princess on a shelf 170 cm (67 inches) above the floor. Atop that shelf and visible: my 25th Anniversary Cabbage Patch Doll; my Swan Jun "Cool Girl" doll; my Kisaragi Honey "Cool Girl" doll; my Cutey Honey "Cool Girl" doll... What's that? You can't see Cutey Honey? Oh, she's there, flat on her face. Jun's taken a dive off the shelf a couple of times herself. Honey has so far managed to escape this fate... so far. To the far left (way out of the camera's view) are some SD Gundam kits that the Princess thought were fun to knock over as well.






After an evening of scaring the you know what out of the HO, the Princess was pretty tired, and sought the Professor for permission to put the remainder of the project on hold for a bit.






He gave her the next day off as well. He's generous that way.

Friday, July 10, 2009

On Rest (or the lack thereof)

Since the intern's arrival, the Professor has suffered from a lack of rest. He rarely gets a chance to take even half his eighteen daily naps, and when he does the Princess is apt to jump on him - no doubt out of some misguided attempt to express comfortable companionship - which results in a lot of noisy squabbles.

It's not all yowls and hissing, however.

Sometimes they manage to share space quietly. You'll note that they're both sort of hanging out the sides of the sleepybed; but sometimes they do cuddle closer.

Not often.

The Professor is a fan of independence, and wishes that the Princess would go amuse herself and let him sleep.




Unlike the Professor, the Princess can never hide what she feels; I put this down to her youth and lack of experience. She wears her heart on her furry little sleeve.

Sometimes she actually does let him sleep.



In other news, the Princess has had a few forays out on the balcony:


Jungle cat!