Pussies Galore!

With all the tension and drama that's happened around the homestead in the past couple days, it almost seems like fate decided to intervene and sent us the only thing that could instantly mend the riffs between us. Kittens. Three of them. Carlos found them under my car when he was headed out to the gym. They're adorable but obviously strays. Three different sizes, from smallest to biggest they've already been named. Pixel, the tiniest looks like a feline version of a chihuahua; Widget is the one looking at the camera and was the most timid to start with, but was the most eager to jump out of the box and loves being snuggled; and Spike looks like the leader of the bunch with a quiet strength. Tomorrow we'll be taking them in to Animal Rescue to get them checked out. We'd like to keep them, though I'm not sure how ready, or able, we are to take care of three helpless creatures when its a struggle just to take care of ourselves at times.

Carlos is still at the gym—guessing the showers are quite busy tonight—so I'm on kitty keeper duty. Already fed them (boy, they were hungry) and now they're all cuddled up and sleeping peacefully on a full stomach. I'll keep you posted our pussy possibilities and post better pictures (the one above was taken with my crappy camera phone) soon.