Sometimes heaven, sometimes hell

Monday - I worked at home, sitting at the dining room table with sunlight streaming in. Christmas carols filled the air and kittens tested how long they could stand on the table before I scooped them up and off. I had a pot of tea at my elbow and a turkey sandwich for lunch.

Tuesday - I left work at 2:30 to take the boys across town (14 miles) to the vet for a 4pm appointment. I wanted to get to the vets before my 3pm conf call started. Three and a half hours later, I staggered home. I had a kitten in each hand and left everything else in the ice and snow encrusted car. We never made it to the vets.

You have your good days and your bad ones.

Getting to know you,

Getting to know all about you.
Getting to like you,
Getting to hope you like me.

That would be the boys and I. Things have settled down enough that we are starting to really get to know each other. I'm working on where boundries will be. One of them is "cats are not allowed on the dining room table." Can't say this sits well with the boys, who just want to explore and be where I am, and right now I'm working at home at the dining room table.

Compromises can be found. Voila.

Meet The Boys

Kittens! I adopted them last night. They are brothers, 14 weeks old. And boys! Never had boys before. They won my heart last night at the humane society. And they kept me up last night, racing around and wrestling. But they also snuggled with me and gave me kisses.

I'm still working on names.