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The kitteh is settling in slowly. She spent most of yesterday growling every time Sam looked at her. She's kinda a spitfire. She's staying in Shelly's room, except for when one of us (Shelly, Jess or I) are home to supervise her with the other animals.

Kyan still wants to be her best friend, and she's still not so sure. Though, she has stopped yowling at him, at least.

I am sick...again. Have spent the last week coughing up a lung. It's gotten steadily worse, until I'm about ready to scream. Except that I can't do that, because I have almost no voice.

Stupid body.