crowded house
One of the first things we did when we got home after drinking up as much fresh air as possible, downloading camera contents and attempting to de-desert-dirt all of our stuff, was to get kitties. That and attack my sewing machine. Predictable? Maybe.
If you’re waiting on an order from me it’s en-route….I’m really sorry it’s been delayed! Things have been busy. Lessons learned: don’t go to Las Vegas before you go on vacation for a month. You should also try not to get food poisoning while in Vegas….the night before you hop on a red eye to come home…and a mere one day before you leave on an international holiday. BAD idea.
But everything is peachy now. :)
I’m going to steal them.
Love the names!
Thanks! We were running out of cat-ish names…so people names had to suffice. Except for Chewy…short for Chewbecky (not Chewbaca) because she’s a she.
I went to school with a guy named Chewy. (Okay, I went to school with his brother – Chewy was two years younger than me.) His mom actually got upset with the school when they put his birth name on the school roster, and only calmed down when they fixed it.
welcome home :)
hey, welcome back!! and more kitties!!!