food, crochet, merriment
These little souls were born nice and politely in the big basket that Dali and I agreed upon weeks ago.
But this funny, free spirited cat of mine is never content to leave things–or babies–where they were yesterday.
So, out on the floor, in the corner of the storage room they go.
Whatever makes her happy I suppose.
Should have named her Gypsy.
we’ve got more babies!! Six, to be exact–the biggest batch we’ve ever had!
Go ahead…
say it.
“Didn’t Dali just have babies at the end of February?!!
Yes. Yes, she did.
Good thing they are so dang cute or I’d go outta my mind!
Six!!
This is how you get called the “Crazy Cat Lady.”
Good grief.
People keep asking…
“How’s it going, without Rhen there?”
I always say, “Oh, it’s fine. I’m good.
I just talk to the cats.”
That is…if they’d wake up.
Sheesh.
As we can plainly see…
all of Dali’s kids…
are healthy,
and happy…
as little clams.
It’s so, so good…
for…
my…
kitty mom…
heart.
I still love these sweet babies!
Whether it’s Lyla’s babies, or Chili’s babies or Dali’s babies–we really do have the most beautiful kittens–every single time!!
Of course the hardest part is always that they work their way into our hearts…
just in time…
to look at the calendar…
and see that they are the perfect age…
to find them…
a new home.
Look at those sweet faces!
It’ll be tough…this time.
