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And it's you I think of to add verisimilitude to my voice!

With half of London drooling on your shadow, you'll probably at least be engaged, by the time you get over here.

Mine!

oh! oh! look at 'em, oh they're so cuuutte! Mama sure looks proud. And you got one (at least) with little white feetsies. And a blackie!

and, did I mention, oh!?

We're getting the black one and the middle of the three siamese. In 5 weeks
5 long weeks

it's gonna be darker than the mama, if it has that much color this early

cool. Don't mind/care really. pussy is pussy after all ;)

We only finally decided on two JUST NOW! :D

lucky! (<-envy)

It's been 7.5 years since we left our cats in the UK with MIL. We didn't get more because we wanted to explore the States and din't want to leave them for so long. But kids need pets and we agreed to swap catminding with the owners of the momcat. Happy

seven years without a cat. I'd be insane.

-er.

Oh! Oh! Oh!
I love kitten season...
Then next year we have young playful cat season, which I love too.

Dyl has taken to following me into work.
Quite cute and all that.
But this morning I went to the shops after being woken up by postie (quite right too, he had my corset!)
As I came round the corner I saw C, coming out of work. She said she'd just been herding my cat out of the building. Oops!

She and her (artist) boyfriend were there to pick up the van and some things from the yard, and Dylan followed them and and went in search of me - not realising I was still at home.

She didn't mind - she's a cat lover.

But I might have to put a warning picture up so people double check before they leave at weekends, especially if they've been working in the yard.