Four!

There’s a tortie street cat in my neighborhood who decided my house would be the perfect spot to have kittens. Yes, sucker that I am, I’ve been putting food out for her so she doesn’t need to roam.

At first I thought there was only one. A white one. The next day I saw an orange one. The day after that I saw a teeny tiny black leg.

Today when I got home mama was in the yard so I grabbed her food and my camera and ran. There are four. One of each color and a combo. Cute as can be but they really can’t stay. They’d keep making more and more kittens and get squished in the street. I can’t have that so the plan this weekend is to trap mama and scoop up the babies so they can all go somewhere safe.

Keep your fingers crossed and send out vibes to mama so she knows I’m trying to help.

Odds & Ends

Nonsense alert. It’s too hot and humid to think for real.

The city painted over the graffiti under the Oley Street Bridge so I’m glad I was there when I was. I know it’s now a blank canvas again and therefore irresistible but I’m glad I got a close look at what was there.

I noticed new murals under the Schuylkill Avenue Bridge. Again done by local kids and pretty darn cool. I’ll have to go back and take some pics for you. No, before you ask, I do not hang out under local bridges. My travels naturally take me that way and I’m trying not to be completely unconscious to my surroundings as I so often am.

Do you know anyone like that? I get so involved in what’s going on within my mind that I will go right past people without even noticing them. I won’t remember how I got somewhere. Good thing Howie can navigate on his own. The last car would drive right by the end of my street without turning to take me home.

I woke up in the middle of the night to purring on my pillow. Kya finally discovered it’s soft and cushy there. She’s got a huge purr for such a little bit of a kitty. Of course as soon as I tickled her she had to walk across my face but that’s a kitten for you. That made Harry jealous so he had to come walk around on top of the rest of me. Which caused Kya hop off the bed. And that upset Quinn who is her self-appointed protector so he had to come investigate only to annoy Harry because Quinn is not permitted on his bed. Yep, went from purring to fur flying in about three minutes. So much for sleeping. Hopefully tonight will be better.

I’ve been watching the second season of Early Edition. Remember that show? A guy got the newspaper a day ahead of time and then ran all over Chicago saving people and changing the paper? Harmless fun. I only have a few episodes left and then I’ll have to wait for season three to come out. Hmm, what to watch in the mean time? I’ve been told I need to see True Blood but that could be too current for me. I do have some movies I’ve been meaning to watch. Maybe this would be a good time to dig into them. I’ll let you know if I see anything good.

Okay, going now. Stop cheering. I warned you up front this was total nonsense today. I wasn’t kidding. Stay cool. It’s going to be an awful week.

Introducing...

Kya!

While I was out and about Friday one of my errands was to stop by the vet's and grab some food for Bixby. While I was there I asked Tracy, the girl who rescued Harry, if she had any kittens. Ever since Mouse died I haven't had a lap cat and I really miss that. It's summer so of course she did. I have a soft spot for orange tabbies, always have and this one was too cute to resist.

While I was there, she crawled all over me, purring and swatting, curious as could be. I headed home and asked my boys if we could have a kitty, letting them sniff her on me. Harry said no instantly but when have I ever let a no stop me from doing anything?

So yesterday I brought her home. Poor little thing is scared to death and the boys are pissed, to say the least. She's been in hiding pretty much since she got here. They've been growling and hissing and generally miserable when they bother to come downstairs at all. At least Bixby is speaking to me again this morning but he's been through this before so I expected him to get over it first.

I know things will settle down and they'll all find their balance. I know Kya will come out when she's ready. But it's hard when all I want to do is cuddle her and I have no idea where she's hiding. And I'm afraid if I don't convince her to snuggle now, she never will. Oh, one good thing, Harry and Quinn haven't fought since Kya got here. They seem to have united in the face of an intruder. Sigh.