This is what my blogging life is going to look like for a little while.
The kittens are home! We got them from the fostering folks last night. The two little tabbies, Talisker and Comet — a.k.a. Team Tabby — started settling in almost right away. “Settling in” being defined in this case as tussling and racing up and down the hall at full speed, occasionally punctuated by sitting in our laps and purring for two minutes. Yesterday evening mainly consisted of collapsing into gales of uncontrolled giggles, and following the girls around discovering ways they can get into trouble and trying to forestall them. The curtains in living room have already been removed.
But screw this narrative crap. You all want pictures, don’t you?
This is Comet. Comet is clearly our trouble child: the one who thinks laptops are laps, and hands are chew toys, and kitchen counters are the best thing ever. And then, just when we’re totally aggravated (and okay, laughing our asses off — I’m so sorry we didn’t get a picture of her in the sink), she goes and does this:
Comet and Talisker are litter-mates, and one of the best things about them is that they like to tussle/ snuggle with each other. On top of us, if at all possible.
We didn’t get a lot of pics of Houdini last night: she’s more timid about being in the new space, and is still mostly hiding. But this one of her investigating our library and our exercise ball isn’t bad:
And now, for the nuclear bomb of cuteness from which humanity mauy never recover: Comet and Talisker snuggling, giving each other a bath, and falling asleep in each other’s paws.
As the last shred of human civilization crumbles in the unstoppable power of cuddly silver tabby kittens, we all gasp together with one final cry: AWWWWWWWWW!