Moar Kittens.
Yeah, so that green eyed cat Zoe who was going to be sent to a shelter a few weekends ago turned out to be nursing kittens (Yay!, right?) so I couldn't send her to be fostered, or her kittens would have died without her, and I couldn't find them and send them all together.
She finally brought them over to my yard during the week (Yay!, right?) and we caught them over the last two days and just in time too, because I saw snowflakes sailing in the sky this afternoon - also yay!
There are four of them (Yay!, right?) but one of them hadn't been captured when this photo was taken, so here are three of them camping out in my foyer (again, some more).
I had to name them because the photo goes up on an adoption website and, you know, they're more human and real when they've got names.
I have decided that I'm going to need a cat called Durango before I die.
She finally brought them over to my yard during the week (Yay!, right?) and we caught them over the last two days and just in time too, because I saw snowflakes sailing in the sky this afternoon - also yay!
There are four of them (Yay!, right?) but one of them hadn't been captured when this photo was taken, so here are three of them camping out in my foyer (again, some more).
I had to name them because the photo goes up on an adoption website and, you know, they're more human and real when they've got names.
I have decided that I'm going to need a cat called Durango before I die.