How do you solve a problem like Harvey Harvest?

How do you catch an “orinch puff” and pin him down?

I can’t take credit for the sweetest new word in our lexicon, orinch puff. All glory for that one goes to J, cat-rescuer extraordinaire, mama to Twig & Halo, and owner of the most delightfully musical accent you have ever heard in your life. Anyhow, here’s the definition:

Acorn & Autumn

Orinch Puff: n. Small, furry, sunshine-colored creature who cannot be resisted, not even by Chuck Norris. See: Julius, OJ, Harvey.

 

We are all about the orinch puffs at Tabby’s Place (and the white and black and tabby and calico and tortie puffs, too - even the Sphynx puffs). But there’s one small problem: they don’t last. The shelf life for an orinch puff is shorter than vegan cheese (and certainly shorter than an orange puff, which would surely survive a nuclear winter). 

No sooner are we helplessly, hopelessly in the thrall of an orinch puff, than he gets up and leaves us. In fact, as I type this e-mail, a certain tabby puff is leaving with her new mama and three squealingly-gleeful little girls. Good thing this particular puff, Cabernet, fears nothing and loves everyone.

Cabernet’s the one getting the whole puff problem started. For a glorious era now - the golden age, you might call it - we’ve had eight puffs, from two litters, in one room, spreading twenty six billion tons of happy. And then, there were seven.

This time tomorrow, there will be six…and, you guessed it, the next stop on our kitten countdown is the one and only orinch puff.

Alas, Harvey Harvest - we hardly knew ye. But, oh my stars, how we have loved thee. Always will, in fact. All puffs commandeer our hearts - some stay there forever.

So how do we solve a problem like Harvey (and Cabernet, and Autumn, and all the rest)? I don’t think this particular answer will get me nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize, but here goes: love ‘em like mad. Miss ‘em like heck. And groove on the fact that our Tabby’s Place affection is just the appetizer to each puff’s lifetime of belovedness.

Yeah, I can groove on that.

PS: If you have fainted to the floor with a ceremonious thud at the sight of each and every picture in this post, thank Danielle, who captured these Moments Of Awesome.

Tags: acorn, autumn, cabernet, chianti, cider, harvey, malbec, orinch puffs, shiraz

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