kitties – Living, Loving, Laughing….

Is there anything cuter?

Recently, I got to take the grand baby and my two ~~little~~ younger girls to see three four-week-old kittens.

And…OH MY WORD…four-week-old kitties are SO CUTE! And no, I don’t need another animal, but I miss my B&W cat. I miss an indifferent pet that doesn’t follow me from room to room, making me trip, stop, and swerve just to get around my house. I miss the soft fur and how they keep themselves clean. I miss the sound of purring and they way they rub their face on your leg.

I miss having cats so much, I started feeding the neighborhood stray cats, except, I don’t think they are stray. I bet their owners wonder why they are getting so chunky. Ha.

My cat, Gidjet, had the coolest vibe. She meshed with the dogs and didn’t let anything phase her. She could “talk” and open doors. I only wanted to yell at her when she brought half-alive mice in the front door, but I knew it was an act of love….so how could I be mad? She has been gone for many years now. It’s finally been long enough that I think I could accept another cat, not to replace her, but to remember her playful spirit.

But back to the kitties. The sweet four-week-old kitties who will just be old enough to bring home on Bridget’s birthday. And the question is…do we or don’t we?

Mackey.

Virginia.

Whitaker (the only boy).

Averey.

The baby loved the kitties and she is not quite mobile enough to get close. The girls went nuts (as you can see).

And the kitties, well, they all seemed to go with the flow. Even Mama didn’t mind us handling her younguns’.
© Angelia's Photography 2014
And who knows? Maybe, I can talk my husband into a kitty…

Or maybe the birthday girl can talk him into a kitty…

Or maybe one of these cute faces will do the trick. No matter what happens…we had a blast visiting. We love the kitties and do hope they find good homes. I wish I could take them all. Then, I could start a show – Seven Pets and Counting.