Life with Kittens
I didn't post a blog about it. I'm not sure why. We had to put our beloved little diva, Valencia, to sleep on January 26. She had been sick for a couple of weeks, been through a series of tests at the vets, and when the doctor said "cancer" we decided that our beautiful girl had suffered enough. It was heart wrenching. And then we tried to adjust to life without a cat. Valencia had come to us as an eight-week old rescue. She was just three months shy of being 14 when she passed. Our home felt so wrong without her. And saying hello and good-bye to the fish just wasn't the same. So on Valentine's weekend, we decided to go the humane society and see who was there. We met a pair of kittens, a brother and a sister, who had just been brought in off the street. I picked up the little girl, a brown/gray tabby and she just settled against my chest. When I went to put her down, she wouldn't let go. Clearly, I had been picked. We went in knowing we wanted two cat...