Kittens

So, our cat had 5 kittens about 5 weeks ago. We probably have enough varmints to keep all 5 busy, but we just can't justify having 6 cats. I mean we already have stuff stacked up outside our house on our dirt patch. We're totally white trash. (Luckily both of our cars are still running - but that could end at any minute). We'll have to keep one kitten to replace our ill fated Weazy who disappeared a few months ago. Just look into these kitties eyes and tell me you can resist them. Their mother is training them well in the mousing arts. There are usually at least 3 dead animals laying around their house at all times.

We call this one runt. He's just so much smaller than his fluffy brothers and sisters.

This is Rocky Blue. Some of our friends recently named their baby Rocky Blue, and Ian loved the name so much, he was going to name all the kittens Rocky. If we hadn't had kittens to name, he probably would have insisted we give the name to our next child, regardless of the gender.

We named this one Eloise, out of remembrance for our other fluffy black cat that disappeared. We hope this one is as good at mousing as she was.

You have to love Guido. We call him that because he's so enormously fat. (No offense if your name is Guido.) He is fluffy, but it's not all fluff. He's got a belly on him....and his tail is really short. He's almost a perfect round ball. We think he might be better at eating than mousing.

We don't have a name for this one. We don't really know the gender of any of them yet. I'm saying, if it's a boy, we should call him Lyle. If it's a girl....Ramona. Don't tell either of these actual people we want to name our animals after them. The fact is, we have so many animals that drift through our lives, everyone has to have their turn being named after something. We still have two calves to name. Like I said...everyone will get their turn.