In May of 2005, we decided we should try fostering kittens, to ease the pain of the loss of one of our cats. We lost Pepper on a Saturday, and 3 days later, we got a call that there was a litter of 6 orange tabbies that needed a foster home. That was when it all began. The title may make you scratch your head, but I was always amazed at the amount of noise these tiny little kittens can make when they are playing. From the living room, it does indeed sound like we have elephants upstairs.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Out and about
The itty bitties got to come and "visit" today. We had friends over, and they got to come out and play. They are all three into something at all times, and it's hard to keep up sometimes. My friend Deb got some great shots of Reuben hiding in a crock. They got about 45 minutes of running time, and I put them back in their room. After about 5 minutes, they were romping around up there, and everyone in the room understood why this blog is called elephantsupstairs.
So, we have two pictures of Reuben, being all cute, a picture of Joy holding all 3 of the itty bitties, and what's that last photo? No, it's not a cat. We had a family of 5 racoons in our side yard tonight. The little buggers have been after my fish in my fish pond, so I have put netting over it to keep them out. Now they come and eat the food we put out for the feral cats! I guess we just adopted them, too.
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