opening night

this is officially the first post in this chronicle of the lives of moxley and squiggle.

as you can see, it is a fancy occasion and mox has shown up in a lovely bowtie.

tomorrow is their birthday. and they are three months. and they are a lot bigger than a month ago.

today was special. the fuzzy kids had their first experience on the patio. given their bigger size, they shouldn't have been able to squeeze through any openings to their falling death. squiggle, ever the little explorer, immediately went for the space under the tallest wall, thereby exploring the neighbour's patio. ignoring the "spsss" noises and the "squiggle! get over here now!" from the 'mom' human, she explored fully until something moving under the wall caught her attention. stealthily she approached and pounced and protested in squeaky mews as i put down the stick and picked her up.

the kittens need collars or maybe harnesses. maybe they'll receive some tonight made with hemp by momma.

squiggle has taken to sitting in the windowsill and it is the cutest. and as always, they are sleeping in the oddest positions sometimes.


now they sleep soundly on other side of me, lying in the exact same position as each other. as the kittens drift off to dreams of chasing mice and birds and antelopes in the savannah, this post comes to an end.