This is a much easier recipe than the one in the previous post.
Sometimes when your beautiful kitty has more beautiful kitties of her own, a person might just be overcome with love for one of those kitties and not be able to give it away….
no matter how hard she tried.
Ok, I didn’t really try…
Her name is Chili and we’re keeping her.
And I don’t even have to ask my mom. Heh, heh.
Man, I love being a grown up.
I know kites are typically associated with March, in many of the 50 states, and rightly so. But here in good old UTAH, we pride ourselves on doing our own weather thing, in all seasons of the year. Yessiree.
We certainly can’t be tied down to the stuffy protocols of some Farmer’s Almanac and what someone thinks our weather should be doing–at any given moment. HA! We’re free spirits! We will not be ruled! Oh, no!
Perhaps, last March, the kids in California or Oregon were chasing pretty fluttery things through a cool, breezy afternoon. But here?
We were scraping snow off the windshield.
Now it’s May and while we did just have a smidge of the white stuff at 4 am this very morning–don’t ask me how I know that–the sun is out now. We’re encouraged by the fact that there is a steady breeze blowing as we speak.
A 46 degree breeze, but a breeze none the less.
So you see, we have hope.
My point is, that the time feels right to deck Mr. Tarmack out in an appropriate little “get up” to celebrate our newly found, ahem, kite worthy weather.
Ooooh it’s always a sad time when my babies approach 8 weeks old. They are fluffy and gorgeous and playful and happy–but alas, it’s time for them to have new homes.
We’ve called this lovely long hair, “Jersey” because when we first saw her, she looked like a little calf with all her spots.
This one has only ever been called the Tiger….
and this one is our grey baby.
And lastly, this calico beauty has squeaked her way into my heart to such a degree that…..
dare I say it?
I’m keeping her.
I know, I know. I’m quickly approaching the crazy cat lady status with no rational end in sight. I mean really….
look at that face.