Furbabies Bringin’ Down da House

I forgot how destructive babies can be. It has been a year since I had kittens this age, and I thought I missed it. Turns out, the best part of the babies is when they’re sleeping. On top is Boggart, under him is Elsa, to the right is Romeo, and the black sweetie is Spock.

Such angelic faces...

Don’t get me wrong! They are adorable and I’m dyin’ uv teh kyoot an’ all, but dannnng, those little claws are sharp. Their brakes are useless most of the time, unless they happen to be stopping on bare skin. Then they work just fine. My circulation seems to be pretty good, too, judging by the heights the blood manages to reach while exiting my punctured arteries.

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Mea Culpa

God is going to get good and tired of me railing on Him when crap goes wrong. But apparently He is in a good mood at the moment, and somebody has been praying for me HARD. In the midst of my grief over losing not one, but four kittens in one day, I said some pretty serious things to Him. I meant them. Then my guardian angels stepped in and softened me up a little, and I managed to not cut my wrists.

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Lols and Trophies and Taxes, Oh, My!

Gyah. What a week! I FINALLY finished my taxes tonight, and I only owe $9 to the state. The feds got nuthin’. I don’t feel a bit guilty about that, since as a single with no dependents for 22 years or so, I have paid my share and the share of a few others over the years. There’s something to be said for being poor, I guess.

LOOKY!! Flea gave me an award! I still dunno how to build a trophy case for it, but here ’tis.

I hereby pass this award along to Cyndi and Shari, two more wonderful women of the web. *tapping each of you on the shoulder with the spoon I used to stir my coffee* Aww, I washed it first, I promise!

Thanks, Flea! You rock! I feel so blessed to know Flea… she’s a hoot, and those little cows of hers have captivated me! Check out the cows’ home at Formica Fields, and be sure to catch up on past adventures. Those cows sure do get around. They’re pretty liberal moos, too, cuz the hamster? Is a BOY.

Finally, a new baby lol. The babies yell at the sound of my voice, and I’m not sure if they’re begging mom for protection or telling me to shut up. They sure don’t seem to like me much. They do like to have their cheeks rubbed, tho, and I hafta giggle a little when they turn their faces up and close their eyes while I’m doing it.

The little white one is actually going to be a colorpoint, which means it’s cream-colored with faint coloring on the ears and tail. It also has some pale stripes on one leg, which just fascinates me. I’m easy. What can I say.

And the lol:

moar funny pictures

Have a great weekend!

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