FREE KITTENS FREE KITTENS FREE KITTENS

22 Jul We're ready for you!

Our kittens are eating (us out of house and home), pooping (in the litter box I WATCHED THEM), and crawling (EVERYWHERE.  I hunt around every night in my robe with a flashlight, trying to track down every last wiggly body, while being eating alive by the mosquito horde).

What that means for you is :  THE KITTENS ARE READY FOR THEIR FURRRRREVER HOMES!

Behold! These adorable pictures and try to resist!

silent

More interested in the strong, silent type?

mighty

How about a mighty warrior kitten? (I always find this one under the deck … in the middle of the yard … in a cupboard … )

They love their momma, but she is ready for them to move out of the house!

They love their momma, but she is ready for them to move out of the house!

A pirate kitten maybe?

A pirate kitten maybe?

How about a basket of kittens? Would you like to take home a BASKET OF KITTENS?

We're ready for you!

We’re ready for you!

Contact me anytime if you would like to stop by and meet them!

If for some reason you do not find yourself leaving with your arms full of kittens, you may instead leave with your arms full of MULBERRIES!  We have so many mulberry trees that are bursting with these gems.  Help yourself!  And let those puppies shine with this recipe:

Mulberry Lemon Scones from The Italian Next Door.

Photo courtesy of The Italian Next Door at Blogspot.com

Photo courtesy of The Italian Next Door at Blogspot.com

With love, kittens and mulberries –

domesticait

cat lady status … ACHIEVED

22 Jun

My rockin’ husband got me kittens for Christmas, as we discussed here.

Soon after they were transferred outdoors (about 3 months after they were gifted to me, which was approximately 90 days too long, according to The Boss), they suddenly started to gain weight.

A  lot of weight.

Like, this much weight.

cat2

Fat Chewy.

Fat Claude

Fat Claude

I was in a lot of denial that they were pregnant–it just seemed so unlikely!

1. They are not even a year old!

2. Never saw the tom cat.  He was not only mysterious, but efficient.

But it turns out there were some buns in the ovens.

12 buns in fact.


All of the babies are alive and well, and the mommas are doing fine too–parenting together in their little box.

This brings our critter count up to 19 (not including husband).

I guess the only thing left is, who wants some kittens?!

you guys … i think i may be a farmer now.

20 May

I don’t think I need to preface this post with how unlikely it is that I am now the proud owner of three swine. But, that is the reality. Everyone–meet Chris. P. Bacon, Porknelius and the yet unnamed smallest pig of the trio.

Chris P. Bacon
Chris P. Bacon
Porknelius
Porknelius
pig with no name
NAME ME!

These guys are the newest members of our family, and the first real feeling to us that we own an operational homestead.  While many things have changed, some things will always remain the same–the first thing I chose to give them was poisonous.  OF COURSE.

piggers enjoying a bowling ball, donated by my aunt and uncle
sassy piggers enjoying a bowling ball, donated by my aunt and uncle
squeal of glee!
squeal of glee!

There’s not much more to say, since I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.  But I wanted to share our newest development in this meandering, surprising, terrifying, fulfilling life that we are building–one poisonous treat at a time.

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