My cat is attacking my homework

For real.  I like to sort and work on the floor of the living room, while he enjoying thundering romps across the room to pound his paws on my paper, leaving little crinkle dips in my homework.  So, some bits of my application to the TEP program are a bit disheveled.  Honestly-it was my cat.  I am just glad he has not taken to chewing on the corners, like he does the newspaper.

Admiral Dewi is a good topic for the blog. I got him about four years ago from a shelter in Bedford, New Hampshire.  He picked me out at the shelter, I have been told animals often do this. He was labeled "non social" and had been there for four months, never approaching a person.  I was admiring a very vain cat when a paw from the cage above tapped me on the arm and meowed a gentle hello. After a good 15 min cuddle and head butting session (and disbelief from the staff at the shelter) Bonzai II was part of my family.  He was renamed Admiral Dewi soon after.  He has fantastic strips that line up when he sits at attention, so he needed a title.  The name came from a song we used to sing at camp, the connection to the organizer of the modern library was a coincidence:

Dewey was the Admiral at Manila Bay
Dewy was the grass on the early morning may
Dewy were her eyes as she kissed her love anew
Do we love each other?
I should say we do!

Admiral has adjusted well to Iowa City, we have had house guests about five weekends already, and he has proved to be a good cat host and makes cuddle rounds in the middle of the night.  He had never done this before, and I am not sure why his personality has changed a bit, but it is amusing.  Admiral walks around chirping and talking.  He has been acting younger and more playful as well- and loves the bird and squirrel watching from our windows.
 I close this blog with two pics of the love: