S has sent me pictures of the kittens. Cleo is slated to be mineminemine, but Asmodeus still needs a home.
(Those who wish to tell me that I ought to get two cats instead of one: I direct you to register your complaints with
Bill, who has decreed that there will be only one cat. I have no say in the matter.)
This is Cleo on the right, and Asmodeus on the left. Theys are cutes and fuzzy kittens, they ares.
This is Asmodeus. Or so S tells me - truth is, these mug shots of the kittens look so similar to each other, it's sort of hard to tell that S has switched them out at all.
Well, maybe Cleo is a little softer....
Miss Cleo, all stretched out.
Sir Asmodeus, all tuckered out.