Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Sweet






The past few weeks have been such a sweet time in my life. There’s no major news. Nothing big has happened. I’m just content.

Our three kitties are a constant source of running, playing, jumping, wrestling amusement for O and I, devout “dog people”. We got them a huge cage (think Great Dane sized) and they live on our front porch for the time being, and are let out every few hours to explore and play, and are brought inside at night. Eventually, when they’re older and can take care of themselves, we’ll turn them loose with our other three to be farm cats. Just thinking about that gives me anxiety, but they’ll be fine and have happy lives.

No word from D*C*F*S though we’ve been getting calls about once a week, including yesterday. No one ever leaves a message, though. I thought about calling to find out what was up, but I figure if it’s important they’ll get back in touch.

There is something I could share - a possibility we have for adopting not one but two babies under a year of age. There are many many “ifs” in the situation, as those babies are out of state and TPR has not yet happened. But we want them. A lot. And so that old frienemy “hope” is creeping back in. That’s all I really want to say about it right now, though. I am afraid of jinxing it. But I’ll definitely share more when/if things start happening.
All for now. The kitties need some play time.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Fly on the Wall


If you were a fly on the wall at my house this week, these are two gems you would have heard:

"Don't jump on your sister's head while she's going potty. You'll give her a complex."

"You'll never be president if you sleep in your poop."

Aaaah, the joys of caring for 5-week-old kittens.

Missed a call from D*C*F*S yesterday. They didn't leave a message so I guess it wasn't too urgent, but I wonder what they wanted.