Thursday, December 1, 2016

Sometimes a Kitten is the Best Medicine


These are from April, 2013, when the kittehs joined our menagerie. I'd forgotten how small they were -- and how difficult to tell apart when they were moving around,


They weren't sure about their new home after the security of their cage at the animal shelter.


But they quickly found things to do.


From sitting on the boom box . . .


To playing on the stairs . . .


Feather toys were good . . .


As was a convenient cap for a nap.


5 comments:

daybreak said...

Kittehs can be relied upon for their quirky comfort.

Thérèse said...

Such sweet moments.

Barbara Rogers said...

Lovely memories! Good work capturing playful kittens, Ms. Photographer! Sending a bunch of playful energy your way, to be used in whatever more mature (or not) manner you might wish.

Anvilcloud said...

I'm glad you have the medicine of their pics right now. We had a tuxedo cat who was great. He was my little nighttime buddy when I sat in my recliner reading.

Bernie said...

They were adorable. Fun memories, fun times ahead Miss Vicki, xx