About All Those Cats...

Just over two weeks ago, Mama Kitty went out for the night as usual, but didn't return home. Victor lives in the country, and we think a coyote probably got her. Since then , we have been bottle feeding the kittens 4-5 times a day, and try to love them as much as there mother, which is pretty hard, because they are demanding and just like human kids, follow and hang on you where ever you go. But they are REALLY cute. Here Victor is with all four kittens, climbing up to his neck.



The first liter of kittens are now cats, and are having incestuous sex all over the studio. When I told Victor he was about to have more kitties join his heard, he went out and bought a net, saying he could catch them with it. Can you hear me laughing? One attempt and he realized the futility and danger of that endeavor. Not my problem. I have to keep telling myself that.



Today its raining cats and dogs and has been since last night, though I talked with Megan and Asheville is dry. Victor is making cheese and we have plans to go to a friends house for dinner. Yesterday was a lazy day, piddling around the studio, taking care of cats, and Victor making calzones, (homemade, dough, sauce and filling) which were better than any I've ever had out.







Photos from last week:

The farm where we get milk, at sunrise, and Louie the dog. I'm not a dog person, but I love LOuie.





Megan with two of the kittens; they are black just like her shirt. After seeing this pic she said maybe she should start an IG, "Cats and Cleavage." but it already exisits. You're welcome.



THIS is something I'd wear...I need a corset/bustier.



I pulled out my jewelry supplies and became overwhelmed by the thought of creating something, so they are still sitting out mocking me.