food, crochet, merriment
I know it looks like I have an absolute strangle hold on this little one, but I promise, I don’t. Such a cute baby!!
We have two with white on their faces and two dark tiger stripes that are hard to tell apart.
No idea if they are boys or girls at this point because it takes someone smarter than me to figure it out this early.
Mama is doing great and adjusting to life with 4 babies climbing all over you.
Meanwhile, this nut doesn’t even know the babies exist.
What a dork.
Hmmmmmm….What do you suppose THAT means?
Heh, heh.
We worked for weeks to set Lyla up in a room of her own to have her babies and keep them safely away from Hobbes in case he was weird about it all. After all that work–she went and had them under the couch!
Towards evening, Rhen tipped the couch over and I scooped up 4 pretty babies, he grabbed Lyla and we relocated them to a box in the bathroom.
So far, so good!
Came out one day to my car looking like…this. Blaugh!! It seriously looked like it had been sprayed with white chalk paint. And get this–I took these pictures after I had hosed the poor thing down, mercilessly.
You know me–I immediately thought,
“What evil villain has put some dastardly poison in our sky, that has obviously rained down on my poor car?!!”
“CHEM TRAILS!!!”
“POISON!!”
“Don’t breathe!!”
We’re being told that there was a windstorm in the desert and it blew junk into the air that floated over to my neck of the woods and rained down on all our stuff.
Riiiiiiiiight.
Everyone who believes that–stand on your head.
Ha.
…for my cute little Patriot boy in Texas.
Happy Birthday you nut! We love you!
~ Mom