Waking up to my sweet Lyla watching all the raindrops falling on the ground outside–like she was seeing them for the first time.
She’s so freaking cute.
All These Babies
Miss Fluttershy came and held each baby and let her big sister take the pictures. This cute thing is mostly black with a white chin and white feet.
Usually we have two or three striped kitties, but in this batch we only have this one little sweetie.
This one is mostly black with a milk mustache and white toes. So adorable!
We have two black and white babies. This one with a white face…
this one with a hilarious black nose!!
Happy one week birthday sweet kitties.
Awwww…
Look what we have!!! Five tiny, sweet babies!
Right after they were born, they were in such a piled up tangle, that I had trouble seeing exactly how many there were.
Turns out, there are five. We have two blacks with white chins, one stripe and two black and white mixed–including this little black nose cutie.
Of course, Mama Dali and babies are all doing great…
and you know, I’m always happy about it!
Heh, heh.
Things To Love…
on a Friday.
Sweet kids having a King Kong Cone festival. Why wasn’t I there?!
Having a luscious bees’ wax and honey lotion bar from my cute friend’s daughter’s very own bees. Heavenly.
A brave, sweet girlie who is trying to be kind and gentle with Mr. Hobbes–even when he is a little scary sometimes.
Roasted red pepper soup and a triple grilled cheese sandwich. The perfect meal to ward off a scratchy throat.
A cute girl that refuses to stop getting taller! Quit it. Quit it!.
The perfectly toasted marshmallows.
A little kitty who watches everything I do…very, very closely….
even from a silly box.
Good old Mary Poppins floating through a Starry, Starry Night.
The positively perfect breakfast.
Seeing this familiar car with the Arkansas plates in front of me, even if it was just for a week or so.
Pictures of the new Rexburg temple under construction.
Picking a dvd to watch with the grandkids. Nim’s Island won.
My daughter-in-law’s new book Light Among the Shadows.
How about you? What are you loving right now?
All These Kitties
Dane asked me the other day if I thought I could remember allllll the cats and kittens that I’ve had in my life. My answer was, “Of course, I can.”
First, there was Sandy, then Beasty, and Nutmeg and 99 and Snagglepuss and Sammy and Squeek and Marissa and Jasper and Malory and Tamone and Pixie and Clarissa and Riley and Squeaker and Beany and Skippy and Jiff and Hobbes and Lila and Chili and Dali.
Let me tell you about Sammy.
We still had Beasty and some of those other cats mentioned above were kittens of hers that came and went. Well Beasty had a litter of kittens but we still had two or three kitties left from the previous litter. So, yeah, we had like 6 or 7 kittens that we needed to find a home for. My dad decided to go to the local pet store to see if they’d like our kittens. While he was talking to the store clerk, I sat on the floor and poked my fingers through this enormous cage with one teeny, tiny striped kitten in it. She was scared and shivering and meowing like her heart would break. I don’t remember now if the man said he would take our kittens or not. But as we drove home, I said, “Daddy, that kitty was all alone and she’s so tiny.” I looked up at him. He looked down at me and let out a big sigh and said, “Awww shoot.”
Next thing I know, he was making a u-turn in the road. He went back in the pet store and came out with the kitty. He said, “You’re going to have to explain this to your mother.”
Here we were, trying to find home for a pile of kitties already and we brought home one more. I was speechless. My mom couldn’t believe her eyes as we drove up to the house. She just stood there shaking her head.
Sammy grew up and had a batch of kittens under the house and brought them out to meet us when they were about 6 weeks old. All four of them were tiny little grey stripes just like she was.
She and Beasty now both had kittens all the time, that we lovingly found homes for as the years went by. Sammy’s babies were always little stripes and Beasty’s were black and white.
A while later, I was talking to my mom about the day we brought Sammy home. I said, “That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me and I’ll remember it all my life. But why would he do it? Daddy doesn’t even like cats!”
My mom just smiled and said, “No. He doesn’t. But he sure loves you.”
Ohhhh…I miss you daddy.
Please come back soon.
