I was just reading over some of the comments under the photos I posted yesterday and I had to laugh. I just take ’em, you can’t expect me to, like, NOTICE the similarity between father and son! One person said that Austin was “mini me.” … And so he is! The resemblance is pretty amazing. Austin has his mother’s paint job, but his daddy’s face. Austin goes to his new home on Saturday.
I needed that laugh. It’s Official. I AM NOT SUITABLE FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION. Post kitten adoption blues kicked in big time this week. I think more so this time because handling the trauma and drama of the two litters, the difficult delivery — and on and on — kept me so busy that when it stopped, I looked around and thought “okay NOW what?”
My ears are ringing. No cat fights other than an occasional skirmish or two in over a week. Sirocco is enjoying her retirement and I LOVE seeing her as a pet again. Oh, really BIG NEWS: Sahara caught a bird! She’s my outdoorsy girl except when she has babies and has pretty much moved back out into the enclosure and spends most of her time out there. I was sitting on the couch when she trotted by outside with a bird in her mouth, trailed by several of the others salivating to get in on the game. Fortunately for the bird and unfortunately for the game, it manage to escape after several bounces and pounces and flew off leaving disappointed kitties staring wistfully at the sky. A Mythicbells First!