The little guy drying in the sun after his bath:



He is such a sweetheart. I am smitten.

We are fostering a six-week old yorkie puppy that was born without eyes...


I am in heaven...

Daisy has a new ritual. Every evening she comes to my chair and sits. And sits. And stares. Until I get up and give her a piece of cheese. I know I should not give in to her begging, but please, she is just too cute.



Tonight, however, I was too weary to get up out of my chair. She hung in there for a bit before she began to collapse.

Clouds after the storm:



We had a rare weekend of May thunderstorms. I am so bored. I feel way too old to have spring fever this bad. I hope we get some yummy puppies soon. All of my troubles would be cured with a little puppy breath.

A few photos of the scrappy kitties:

Ack. I had a severe allergic reaction to the kitties.

They had to leave.

I will post some photos later when my mood is better.

Wildcats!

Tomorrow we will begin fostering three feral kittens!

Our job will be to tame them so they can be adopted.

I am way too excited about it.