These three little ingrates have done nothing productive all day. They just slept in their fuzzy bed (which you can see in this picture) and
…that I would post an entry a day with a kitten (or two) a day for the month of February? Well, so did I. But
…And here are Wellerman (front, looking grumpy), and Shanty (rear, looking hopefully at the ceiling) seated together on a kitty sofa which we bought a
This little chowderhead is Filch, and he’s about five and a half weeks old. I like this picture, because, well, I like kitten closeups. I
We had originally gone to the SPCA shelter that day (long before we’d started working with Happy Tails) intending to adopt a little kitten, but
The pain of grief is just as much part of life as the joy of love: it is perhaps the price we pay for
The other day I was watching Mighty Mouse (one of our foster kittens) playing with a little felt ball in the kitten room. She’d pick
About a week ago, I received an email in my spam folder that had the subject line “rscrawford: XXXXXXXXXXXX” where that long line of Xs
Last Saturday, Sherman got sick. After a normal morning of running around, picking fights with Ingrid, and generally getting into trouble, he started crying, then
I got nothin’ for you tonight just because I’m tired, I have a headache, and am beset by kobolds. So here’s a picture of Rufus,