September 26, 2011

Monday morning... I am up at 5:30 am. Kittens nowhere in sight... that is, until I navigate to the bathroom. I had this plan of getting a shower, getting dressed, and THEN feeding the wombats... They, however decided otherwise. Quite amazing, actually, how much volume can come from two cute, small, nondescript kittens. 

Not only did they manage to wake up Sandy (which I was trying to avoid), but I'm sure the neighbors now suspect that we produce kitty snuff films on our off hours. All I could think of was, "Feed me, Seymour!" If I waited much longer, I think my life would have been in jeopardy.