Emma smiles happy to be here.

The newest entry into the great traveling circus that is my life has done a great job of setting up shop. As most cats are want to do, she has made me her human and she is no longer my cat.

She likes to sleep, but she wakes up slow. When she does wake up, she tends to sit in the middle of the floor with her eyes closed and sways back and forth for a few minutes before she finally gets herself booted up all the way. She likes to sleep under the couch. She better enjoy that while she can, I'm sure she'll get to big for that eventually.

Most importantly, she seems to have been accepted by my other cat, four year old Woody. They've been running around and playing this evening. That's a good thing because Woody can certainly use the excercise. He's turned into a bit of tub.