Emily’s new place

Moving Em in really did prove to be a good time. Her place by Penn is in a gorgeous neighborhood, and the rent she’s paying is way below the average. Plus all her roommates are Penn Vet students, just like her, as are the better half of her immediate neighbors.

I was hoping to get some photos of her lizards in their new place of residence, but of course we had to head home well before her room was so well set up. Instead, I made friends with her roommates’ cats, one of whom was named Tippy. I had fun calling him “Tipsters Anonymous,” because I like making up stupid names, but I figured he was really called that because the tips of his ears were white.

Then one of Em’s roommates came by and told the story of how she adopted him. Apparently he was vaccinated too young, or for something he shouldn’t have been, and had neurological problems because of it. “Show them how you walk, Tippy.” And she set him down and he crabwalked three paces, then tipped over. She assured the appalled faces around her that he really was named for the ear markings, and the cerebellum damage just made for a strange coincidence. Uh-huh.