The “modification” project took some interesting turns.
Thanks to anomalies in both sets of DNA, the furry head developed into an entire, independent kitty. There was an exchange of genes during the process, resulting in a kitty with a strange sense of humor and shameless over-consumption of coffee. For myself, it’s pretty much the same, except for a tendency to be distracted by and to bat at moving objects, some excited behavior whenever I see birds, and I also run away and hide when the vacuum is on. The floors are never going to be the same, but yoga is so effortless now. Mad Lib™ to come. (I bet Joanie still really loves Chachi, but she's just grown too much as a person to ever go back to those simpler times. That, and his name started to get annoying, and it's a homophone for a Korean obscenity.....still, sometimes I bet she wishes she'd never met that ceramics instructor.)