Monday held many things in store. I had to sign up for some more single day cooking classes that the community offered. They were for small groups. I needed to get some sea grass to hide live guppy fry from PetSmart.

I had set up a fifteen gallon fish tank full of cobra and fancy guppies last week. The tank's theme was a castle with holes for small fish to swim through and columns to swim around.

I wanted to see what cats and dogs PetSmart had.

A thin 9 week old kitten meowed out at me, calling to me. The information card said she was a Siamese mix, but she was really a blue-tip Siamese. The rescue operation in Fairfield had named her Scarlett.

I was quick to fill and sign the adoption papers, but I changed her name to Cyann.

An impromptu shopping trip for high quality kitten chow, a simple blue collar, cardboard scratching post, litter, and toys was called for.

I got Cyann home with little fuss. I kept her next to me as I looked up on-line the classes that could help me the most.

French, Greek, Italian, Chinese classes were scheduled one after another on Friday nights at 6 pm til 8. Gourmet soup class was tomorrow at the Pasadena Community Center with a pastry class next Tuesday. I filled the last available spot on the last two classes.

I vaguely remembered the man my uncle introduced me to. He was charming in his own way if not a little overzealous to impress me with his credentials.

Cyann let out a delicate yawn at 9:30 pm. I cradled her to my chest as I ascended the stairs. I placed her on the opposite side from where I slept.

I handled my nightly routine of brushing my teeth with Crest, brushing my hair, washing my face of excess oil and changing into my simple PJs then tossing the dirties into the hamper.

I awoke in the middle of the night to fearful meowing and thunder with lightning thrown in. I carefully rolled to my side to face Cyann. "Its okay, Cyann. I'm here," I saw her little topaz eyes looking into mine, and then she moved to be pressed against me.

Her introduction to Uncle Jasper could wait until Tuesday.

I sank into a restful slumber with few worries.