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| New toy! |
The lovely Kate from Deth Spïralz was kind enough to give me her mother's old art table along with a bag full of crafty goodness. This is what prompted the desire to clean out the guest bedroom and set up a studio. It's all very exciting.
I was hoping to take this week and, if not make it entirely presentable, at least lower the slob rating from 'crack den' to 'bachelor pad.' Unfortunately, I haven't made much of a dent in it yet. Why? Well, the same reason it's taking me eight and a half million years to try and write this blog post.
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| Kitten pile! |
These guys are probably about four to four and a half weeks old. Already eating solid foods, very active and not the least bit coordinated. No really. They'll knock themselves over just walking along. It's a talent.
Along with these guys we also have a little guy, probably about two to two and half weeks old. Still very much a bottle baby. Unfortunately, he's pretty dehydrated so we've had to start him on subcutaneous fluids.
So, this means that instead of trash bags, mops and brooms filling my days like I had been planning on it's been bottles, syringes and this:
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| Little furry epaulets. |
I feel like I should have left all the extraneous kitten typing in here so that you'd get some sort of idea of how underfoot these guys can be. Also overfoot. And top of head. And clinging to legs.
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| Kitten fight! |
For example this is what is currently happening beside me. The Boyfriend is on the phone and has one squeaking in his other ear. The baby is feeling left out of the running around all crazy pants fun and is sitting in his nest box crying about it. Seriously, I don't think he's stopped in the last five minutes.
Maybe this weekend. Once the little guy is hydrated and needs to be fed less frequently. Or maybe I should just set up my 'studio' where the art table is currently waiting for it's new home. I'm sure the Boyfriend would love having even more of my crafty clutter in the living room.
And now it's time to feed the little guy. When did that happen?
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| Bebeh! |
You have to love kittens, I mean you REALLY have to, otherwise you are a baaaaaaad person.
ReplyDeleteLove your little guys, just glad ours have moved beyond bottles and are now into climbing up kitchen table legs, throwing themselves out of windows, chasing the chickens, getting shut in the rabbit hutches with disgruntled bunnies, chasing each other through the oil slick under the tractor and then coming to sit on your lap for a cuddle and a snuggle - wait a second - bring back the bottles, it was easier!