Kittens

Last fall while we were visiting Papa and Granny's farm house, a little yellow bundle of fur wandered up to their back patio.  Within minutes our oldest had made him a bed, gotten him a water bowl, and named him Angel.  And that’s how this dog-loving family came to own a cat. 

 

Part of the reason I was inclined to guilt, I mean encourage, Hubby to bring little Angel home was that Papa and Granny aren’t necessarily cat-lovin folk.  Two of their three kids are allergic to cats and one of Granny’s pure joys in life is watching the birds that congregate outside of her picture windows.

 

So it was kind of a joke when I teased Granny about leaving her a Crazy Cat Lady Starter Kit earlier this year.  As we were packing up to leave after Christmas, Papa accidentally mistook Angel’s bag of goodies (litter pan, leash, blanket, food bowl) that were packed in a trash bag as an actual bag of trash.  Granny rescued them before they were hauled to the dump, but I was a bit shocked when I wound up at our next stop 27 hours later without the kitten’s bag.

 

The day before we left in September, this little lady showed up at Granny’s place and Bella named her Bubbles.  She apparently came to visit Granny a few times after we left, but never stayed very long.  So imagine our surprise when Bubbles magically appeared the day after we arrived at Christmas.  After two weeks of our girls feeding her on a regular basis, she decided that living at Granny’s might not be such a bad thing and has been there ever since.  She doesn’t even bother the birds.

 

Two weeks ago Bubbles completed the Crazy Cat Lady Starter Kit with the arrival of these five cuties.  They were about a week old in these pictures.  I’m just glad that I can vouch that Angel was neutered in October.

 

(Thank you Cousin Nettie for all the adorable photos.)

And for the record, the only thing that I think is crazy about Granny is the way she loves our girls.  I'm incredibly grateful that our girls have been blessed with wonderful grandparents all around.  They all love, love, love our kids and stay connected with them and their interests even though we live 2000 miles apart.

 

1 Corinthians 13:1-3

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal.  And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.  And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned,but have not love, it profits me nothing.