food, crochet, merriment
I’ve heard many people say that they prefer dogs over cats because, “Cats are just too independent.” That’s true in many ways, I suppose. They love to come and go as they please–especially if they have a cat door…
which of course, mine do. So, no problem there.
So, yeah. My kitties are free as finches–day and night with the whole wide world at their little feet. Yet for some reason, the choice they make over and over and over is to stay here…
and be by me.
And how I love them for it.
A friend of a friend saw a few of the kitties that I made for the Farmer’s Market and asked if I could make one that looked like…
their very own kitty.
You know me…
I said, “Ummmm…yeah.”
And so…
down to the spots on the legs…
I did my best.
They were happy.
I was happy.
Not sure what the kitty thinks.
Oh, well.
Heh, heh.
We tried to get a sweet, happy picture of all the kitties, so I could find them homes, but alas…
somehow, they all looked disinterested…
or grumpy…
or slightly feral.
A couple of them finally started to cooperate and looked cute.
I’ve always been able to find homes for these kitties. But there were no takers this time.
So I sent the pictures to the local pet store and they went nuts! Wanted all of them!! Oooooh, I’ve never done this before. I took a deep breath…
and took them.
It was hard. I love them so much.
Now all I can do is pray every night that the rest will find good, loving homes.
Good-bye my sweet babies.
I’ll miss you.
PS–When I called a few days later, they only had 3 left.
That’s good–right?
2nd PS– Two days later….all kitties have found a home!!
Ooooh our babies are getting soooo big!! Cuter than heck, but big none the less. 
Kinda too big for this one skinny mama to keep feeding, at any rate. She tries but she just seems like she’s looking for a break.
I mean….there are six of them and only one of her. Gotta start finding homes for them fast!
Pretty sure she’s dreaming of a lonnnng week at the kitty spa.
Be brave sweet Dali!
These babies are getting sweeter by the day. It took Miss Hazel a minute or two to find them and catch them…
which of course, is Dali’s fault. She is STILL moving them behind boxes and under shelves like she’s being soooo stealthy.
These babies are certainly big enough to just walk out of whatever place she “hides’ them in.
She’s ridiculous.
She does make cute babies though.
That’s the dang truth.
