Kittens at Two weeks old

Our little kittens are two weeks old now and their tiny eyes have started to see the world around them. They haven't started roaming my house in a rampage of destruction yet, so they are still in my good books. You can't really stay mad at a kitten anyways because they are so darn cute, and most of the bad things they do are kind of funny. I'm not positive how many still need homes. I know one for sure is spoken for, but I am not sure which one yet because she has not seen them in person yet and is going to decide which one once she sees them. I took some pictures the other day when they were exactly two weeks old. They are developing their own personalities. It will be interesting to see how they are when they escape their little box. They will make great pets because they have become accustomed to my children handling them. Well see for yourself they are pretty cute.

Today (well technically yesterday, seeing as it is now 1:09 am) my son turned ten. It truly hasn't hit me yet, but it will. I have had a child for 10 years and I haven't ruined him yet. He is a compassionate, smart, funny child. *** So...The power went out as I was trying to write this entry. So I can't really recall where my flow was going. But I'm still totally freaked out that my child has turned 10. I think about the fact that time has sped by and in that amount of time he will be 20. That's an adult...But I'm going to stop thinking about that and enjoy my wonderful 10 year old. Today his teacher called and said Jaris once again was selected as the "terrific kid" in his class. I am so proud of him I could burst. Happy Birthday Jaris...This is only the beginning of your successes.

Free to a Good Home

Well the babies are here, and they are sweet as pie. It's easy to say that now because they are little, helpless, blind fluff balls. I may change my tune when they start running wild around my house. Actually I kind of liked having the kittens for the most part last time. They weren't too much trouble...They had their moments, but they were pretty good. This time we had 3 orange ones; one light orange,one bright orange and one dark orange, and one who dared to be different, that one is black and white. As I said before, I am not good at figuring out their sex. Cat butts all look the same to me. But I think I might have one figured out, he's got a larger set of what seem to be balls then the rest of them...for all I know it could be a vagina though, so don't quote me. We have named them just so we can identify them. The lightest orange one is named "Quiet." My daughter named that one, because it doesn't cry when she holds it, the bright orange one, who also has a very white face, is named Rascal. My son named that one because he thought it hissed at him once. The Darkest orange one is Peach Fuzz, I named that one...Just thought it was a cute name for an orange cat, and finally I named the black and white one Domino. **So, if you are wanting a little adorable pet, that is perfectly behaved and will love you forever, adopt an adorable kitten.

**I do not guarantee that your kitten(s) will be well behaved, nor can I guarantee they will love you...Cat's are funny that way...sorry.

International Cat of Mystery

Well my blog reading friends it would appear as though my slutty little kitty is definitely knocked up again. That girl sure gets around. I don't mean to bad mouth her, because she is sitting right beside me now and if she wasn't morbidly obese I'm sure she'd give me the look of death for being so disrespectful to the mother to be...that is assuming she can read...which I doubt...but I'll know if she pisses in my rice crispies tomorrow or leaves me a present outside the litter box that she is not as dumb as I perceived. Actually she is pretty smart. On the day in question (meaning the day I suspect she was impregnated) it was told to me that she escaped through a screen window by inserting her devilish little claws into the screen dislodging it from it's rightful place and sneaking out into the great outdoors. Now this may not have been the day, but I'm pretty sure the escape got the adrenaline pumping...I mean what makes a person more aroused then an escape plan hatched and executed, that must be pretty exciting... I'm pretty sure that's why in movies girls sneak out of their bedroom windows to have sex with their boyfriends. I have to say though it would be nice if Delores, my darling little angelic kitty, would ask her man to pull out, or bring a little kitty condom with her on the prowl. Perhaps she could remember to take the pill everyday so these things won't happen. How many times must I have "the talk" with her? I know what you are thinking..."Get the damn thing fixed." Easier said than done, when your cat is the female version of James Bond, escaping out of windows. She caught me by surprise I do have to say. I know I should have taken her to be spayed as soon as the first litter of kittens were all on solid foods, but I was under the impression that I had to wait...but I have since read up on it...and this time...I'm going to outsmart my little international cat of mystery and get her fixed...Make no mistake about it, NO MORE ILLEGITIMATE KITTENS!