A Kitten Bombing
Hey! By the way, I have kittens now! I don't think I ever told y'all about them!
Here [above] we have the runt, the tiny tyrant: Tiger Lily.
She has a bit of an attitude problem and cries if you catch her doing something she's not supposed to, but she is good bean. She would be better bean if she did not try to lick the inside of my nostrils every morning.
Above we have Mr. Scruffles, the litter bug, on our left, and the stinky wire wrangler, Eugene, on our right. Mr. Scruffles is a crackhead, but he gives the best cuddles, and he is a lorg, soff boi.
Eugene is a crackhead as well, but she is very stinky and routinely needs to be checked for new sources of stink. She also has a nose-licking problem, an addiction to chasing brooms, and a strong dislike of having her paws and butt cleaned. She is, however, exceptionally stinky, so we must clean her anyways. Only Mr. Scruffles and Tiger are my cats, but Eugene spends so much time with me now that I consider her lowkey one of my own.
Onto the photo bombing!
They're growing very fast, so it's about time I bring them to the vet for their shots and chips and whatnot - they are all exceptional escape artists. So when I finally save up enough to bring them, I may update this post again with their "Official Citizens" pictures.
Oh but of course her majesty the Emma Bean is still living with my sister. However, my grandmother recently agreed with her "no diet" decree, and now she is round.
