Little strangers, part 2: the wrath of kittens

Great Godfrey, it’s been a month or more since I posted about cats! The foundations of the interwebs are tottering!

My little strangers are now approaching the age when, sadly, they must go to the vet and be denied forever the right to be parents. On the up side, they will not stink up my house with forms of self-expression that make “cat lady” a bad word to the postal carrier. Also, no six-fingered new kittens. Since T is half her brother’s size, I will feel virtuous about this, eventually. W...