I'm sick of talking about work (though for anyone asking, I'm adjusting well to the night shift, and even received a Snicker bar for making Ceslie happy) so let's focus our attention on my little bundles of loooove.
The kittens are fast approaching two months of age! Gosh, they're heavier than they ever have been and I now cook on a weekly basis for these little ones. And that's coming from someone who doesn't even cook for herself.
I have to start arranging for a mini-litterbox!
Feeding time... (Nosa and the orange tabby)
Individual shots...
Got cat food? (first time she ever looked straight at the camera!)
On the prowl... (Nosa loves to eat semi-solid food and will even settle for Starbuck's solid Friskies, much to my dismay)
He blends right in with the wall paint... (all the kittens are baffled by my feet)
Falling asleep after mealtime... (under the bed! My favorite pic of the bunch!)
More pictures of the tabby and the black one soon. They're all due for de-worming this weekend, too!
Also, since I won't be able to make it, Fete dela Musique is slotted for this weekend at Malate, though it isn't endorsed by the French Embassy any more. They also removed the jazz and reggae venues, so I'm not too anxious about missing it; the world music venue though would've interested me plenty. After all, it's the time to bond with CERTAIN PEOPLE (various mommies!) I haven't seen for a long time.
Mary K's promised to save me on Sunday by pulling me up for air with a trip to the cinema for some Transformers action. I hope I wake up, because I apparently have work 'til 6AM that day. Meh. Where has my life gone?