My neighbor is fostering a litter of 6 black kittens, and I thought I would pass out from an overdose of cuteness the first time I saw them. Said neighbor just went out of town for a few days, so Annabelle and I stepped in to help out.
There are 3 boys and 3 girls, and they have been named after the characters on the TV series Friends: Joey, Chandler, Ross, Monica, Phoebe, and Rachel. Each wears a different color collar, and there's a list on the door telling which one goes with which kitten. It seems like just when I was starting to get good at kitten identification, our kitten-minding gig came to a too-early end. Tonight is my first night since Sunday without a kitten fix, and I think I'm having withdrawal.
I took my camera over a couple of times and got some pictures, which was harder than you might think. Every time I went to get a picture of one, it seemed I had another dangling from my camera strap or climbing up my leg. Frankly, they reminded me a lot more of the title characters in the movie Gremlins rather than Friends.
Annabelle has a conversation with Monica:
Chandler likes to sit on heads:
Annabelle with half a litter:
The whole litter:
Rachel wants to whisper a secret in Annabelle's ear:
I told you Chandler likes to sit on heads:
I'm not sure which one this is:
I've got my hands and lap full:
We even convinced Fred to go over once for some kitten therapy:
Joey likes to make trouble:
Phoebe says, "Please take me home with you!"
2 weeks ago