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October 31, 2004
Rip Van Winkle lives here
I knew this would happen, and I was right - after I take a trip where I go-go-go and sleep little, I always come home and crash...Sure enough, I've been crashed all morning, trying to 'catch up' from the past 7 days...I think I'm pretty much back to normal now, its 11:31am (thank god for the time change) and I've been dozing on the sofa since 7:15am when I woke up...But now I feel ready to go...Time to watch football and make beads...yeehaw..
After I came home from the Fireflies meeting last night, I spotted what I thought was a white plastic grocery bag in the wooded area behind our house...but when I rolled the window down and made a sound, two little faces turned in my direction and I knew I was wrong - it was two kittens, about 8-10 weeks old. They couldn't have been there very long, they were not dirty or hungry (well, they ate, but what kitten doesn't?)...So I asked Brian to help me catch them, and surprisingly they walked right up to us - it looks like they were taken care of and now just dropped on the side of the road...So we have them quarrantined in our spare bedroom (its more like a spare cat infirmary) and I'll be building a webpage to advertise them for adoption...Our house stands at 7 resident cats as it is, we can't take two more...but these two are cuties, very affectionate and playful and ready for a home of their own...That Great Pumpkin knew what he was doing when he dropped them off near us...I think there must be a page on the web that kitties look at when they decide to run away from home - 'Oh, go to that house in Austin, the white one with the big fence...they'll take you in and give you food and find you a nice home.' And so they keep coming...Who wants a set of sister kittens, anyone???
Posted by Donner at October 31, 2004 11:36 AM