Guess. Who. Got. Shanghai-ed. Into. Two. Kittens!
So long story short, in an effort to find my mother a kitten, I some how(?) wound up accepting(?) three kittens from a vet tech? Like, I reread the texts and nowhere did I say I’d take all three, but after a few minutes of confusion, guilt(tripping), and defeat, I wound up taking them all home.
My mother got the only girl, her name’s Lily now, and she loves her to bits. She was looking for a cat so while it was a surprise, it wasn’t a surprise-surprise. And now we have another pair of siblings between us. My Ty and her Phoenix and now her Lily and our Church and Dodger (who dispite their very different looks I assume are from the same litter).
Dodger is the tabby that’s passed out with Percy. Church is the lil white one and looks most like Lily, tho he’s chunky. His full name is Churchill specifically because of his extra chunk. He’s a thick kitty and I mean a very big boned boy. His paws are huge and I wouldn’t be surprised if he hit 13-15 lbs when he grows up.
I wouldn’t have accepted them if I didn’t have the means of taking care of them and very understanding animals. We are looking for homes for them, but it’s a race against time since we’re getting more and more attached. Obviously Percy does well with them, Ty has started grooming them, they have no fear of Pat (my dog) who in turn is super gentle with them-they love chasing his tail. All the other cats have moved to the ‘old news’ stage and are going about their usual lives.
But these stinkers are too cute!
Bonus pic of Lily :)
