Oh. Hello there.

So, there I was, minding my own business and (re)watching the first season of the new Doctor Who while working out on the elliptical when I got a phone call. Friends at the local radio station had some kittens they could use a hand with. They had been found in a garage. They were hungry. I happened to have formula and bottles.

So, this happened today.





The house was kitten free for at least 24 hours... (the Ducklings are with eithnenicole as foster kids)

Oh god they are soft. Long haired and lovely. A little on the starved side. A mite traumatized. Definitely feral. But lovely.