We finally did it -- went to the Humane Society and adopted a new kitten (to be Scarlett's 'buddy' and keep her company when we're not around). He's very outgoing, lively, lovey and cute.
And she hates him, of course.
He slept next to me while I 'watched' Andy Roddick's match tonight. And now we have him locked in Charlie's bedroom, where he's crying pitifully.
This is not going to be easy, just as I suspected. There was a good reason I was procrastinating on this particular project . . .
In the meantime, I have to go do the treadmill. And it rained a little today and we ran several errands (aside from nearly two hours at the Humane Society), including getting our new camera.
I need a day of nothing new. Damn.