food, crochet, merriment
Our sweet baby girl kitty was kindly delivered to us on Friday. She came all the way from Arizona— thanks to my kind friend Fiona and her son Finley.
It’s incredibly healing to hold a tiny piece of a kitty that we loved so much for such a short time.
Soooo this is a first.
Normally, Lyla steers way clear of Hobbes because he’s always jumping on her and knocking her over–you know–all the tough guy stuff. He’s too much of a wild boy for her prissy nature and…well, she’s just plain scared of him.
So to look over and see the two of them in the same corner of the universe–never mind the same bed– was beyond belief. I can’t even tell you.
Will wonders never cease?
Apparently not.
One thing I did notice though–only one of these kitties is actually sleeping. Lyla’s no dummy and she’s not taking her eyes off this dude.
Love at home, indeed…
with one eye open. Ha.
So, here we have little Lyla helping me put away all the Easter decorations. Perhaps we both need a little break.
Sheesh.
This girl…
is pretty darn crazy…
about…
this guy.
I believe the feeling is mutual.
Ohhhhhh it’s a rotten thing INDEED to go to all the work to do a puzzle this intense (Look at allll that white and grey–gah!) only to get to the end–right before the deadline (Thanksgiving) and find out that…
you’re missing a piece!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
I mean honestly…I don’t live in a house with toddlers that eat puzzle pieces.
But wait. I do have that one cat. And he has been known to bat those pieces onto the floor and smack them around till they end up in Outer Mongolia somewhere. Hmmmmm…
Yeah, my money says it was him. Cause you know…he has that “I did it and I’m glad I did it” look to him.
*sigh*
Thwarted by the feline.
PS–Good news!! I FOUND it!!
It was in the kitchen…by the back door…
the CAT door.
Uh-huh. Outer Mongolia.
Like I said.