On a lighter note, we got three more foster kitties on Friday. I am on serious kitten cuteness overlaod. Without futher ado, may I present (from left to right) Root Beer, Ash, and Palin (the one with the white chest). Guess who named Palin!!!
These poor little kitties were in awful shape when we got them. The all black one, Ash, was only 1 pound, 5 ounces. But the meds kicked in and we got them cleaned up . . . . they’re doing great now. And they are the most people friendly kittens we’ve ever had. These are numbers 10, 11 and 12 for us!
We’ve been watching the t.v. series “Christy” on dvd. This was the veiwing party last night. Please forgive Tyler’s glasses. We have lovingly named them his safety viewing goggles. His eye perscription has changed so little over the years that when he watches t.v. and doesn’t have his contacts in, he just wears his glasses from 1997. Yeah. I helped him pick them out back in the day.
Belle is by far the one cracking me up the most in this picture. NO ONE gets on a lap unless she’s up there first. It doesn’t look like she’s comfortable, but I don’t think she’d moved in over an hour.
And yes, I’ve brought Tyler over to the dark side. The Croc side!! We don’t wear them in public, but they are the perfect thing to wear instead of slippers. We have a sea of Pergo in our house and it really gets to your feet after awhile. He loves ’em! He even told me tonight that his feet were thanking me.