This week was full of many things: work, a day off in the middle of the week, a bbq, new garden growth, an evening concert with Smokey Robinson, a print check and errand-running in Oakland. Do you know what this blog has NOT been full of lately? Cats. Cats we’ll always call ‘the kittens’ no matter how old they are, or big they eventually become. These guys are my workday companions, my morning snugglers and they are the things that go bump in the night (especially when they tag-team the closet door to try and pry it open). This time last year we went out and accidentally adopted some kittens for Intern’s parents, only to come home a week later with those kittens. Oops. Best-worst decision-non-decision ever. You gotta be tough to have 4 cats in one apartment, and some might say you need to be crazy too. All I need is my allergy pill, and a whole lot of cat liter. Bring on the cats.
