I've plastered the forums (I call in plastering, for others it's an occasional post) with photos of our new kitty, Olive. And I have even posted once about her here on my blog. But you'll have to suffer through another Olive post. She's the cutest cat I'VE ever had. And I've had a lot of cats (sorry to Timmy, Furry Mittens, Tiger Lily, Snowball, Mel, Larry, Purr, et al). Now before you all freak out that I'm some bad cat owner, first of all, I'm old-ish (46) and second of all, I grew up on a farm where lots of cats is the norm. Now, back to Olive: she was born in the backyard of a "Cat Woman" who lives next door to a friend of my daughter's. As soon as I saw the litter, I said "I want one of those kittens." I've never been one to actually "buy" a cat or dog. There are so many that need to be taken in from the harsh conditions in which they are living. Olive was incredibly frightened, infested with worms and had conjunctivitis when we brought her home (we got her on a Sunday and I took her to the vet on Monday) in late-September. She and Ginger, our 7 year old "Brooklyn Brown Dog" (a new "mutt breed" which we made up), are sort of figuring each other out. Ginger is actually very eager to be Olive's friend. As is typical of my experience with cats and dogs, the cat will decide when she's good and ready whether or not Ginger is an acceptable pal for her.