State of Play: New member of the A Fast Game team

 

Well, less a new employee, more a new strata of management. We've adopted a cat, and her name is Dharma.

"I was told there would be snacks."

Jess and I have been married for twenty-five years, and in that time, we've never owned a pet. But collectively we've cat-sat felines for family members for a total of roughly four of those years, usually six weeks to three months at a time, once for nearly six months.

I'm not quite sure how it happened, but we started talking about adopting a cat a couple of months ago. When Jess was looking at the local Animal Welfare League's website, Luna (as she went by then) jumped out, figuratively speaking. A stray for probably most of her life, the two-year-old was affectionate on her own terms, but had some issues, she didn't like other cats and she didn't like children. It was like it was meant to be. 

Dharma is a strong advocate of paper recycling.

It took a few days for Dharma to get used to her new surroundings, and a full week us to gain a measure of trust from her, and for her to become accustomed to getting regular, small-but-often meals (she'd lived on the streets for so long, fending for herself, that in the shelter she would make herself sick gorging her food too quickly). The adoption officially went through a couple of days ago with Dharma's registration transfer to us.

I haven't tabled a game since we've had her but she doesn't seem to be a physicist (a cat that pushes things of shelves to see if they break of bounce), so I'm holding out hope that she won't countermand my orders with troop movements of her own devising. I'll keep you apprised.

Already, Dharma is expressing some strong views on the subject of CRTs.