So I came home from work early yesterday because I was feeling like crap. I said hello to Noodlehead and Emmaline, who were hanging out on the porch, and reminded them I had fed them breakfast, and came in the house to feel oogy. Except my peaceful ooginess was interrupted by Zille, who was staring out the window and whining:
So I looked out the window with her, and what did I see? Dear reader, there were kittens. Four of them! I am going to describe the players in these pictures here, for my own ease in alt-tagging. The kittens are default boys because they are not handleable so I haven’t gotten a good look at their bottoms. Also the pics are not the best as I was in the house taking them through the window.
Cast of Characters
Emmaline, a small tabby and white momma cat. She is tabby over the back and white underneath, with a mostly white face and gorgeous eyeliner.
Kitten1, a FLUFFY long-haired tabby and white kitten. He is mostly tabby except for his feets. The bravest and most curious kitten, who has nearly approached me.
Kitten2, a short-hair grey and white kitten. He looks just like Emmaline, only where she is brown and black tabby, he is grey tabby.
Kitten3, a short-hair tabby and white kitten who really does almost look just like Emmaline.
Kitten4, a FLUFFY long-haired tabby and white kitten, who looks an awful lot like Noodlehead except for hair length.
Bonus: Here is what I see if I go outside. I am hoping Emmaline leaves the kittens under the porch, as big cats can’t get to them there and they don’t have to cross the road to get to the food I put out. Can you find the kitten?
I have ordered a trap, which will be here Wednesday. Kittens are not an unadulterated joy, because first the trapping, then the taming, then the trying to find them appropriate homes. It’s definitely a “well, shit” kind of situation here. As adorable as they are, I really wish I didn’t have to deal with them. Must get the girls spayed, or at the very least the toms neutered.