We officially have cats. Yesterday we had a cat (Eazy) and four foster kittens (Jinx, Kingston, Leopold, and Moses). Leopold was adopted by Taco Planet. Moses was adopted the second he hit the floor of the Humane Society’s adoption area. Jinx is still up there, but it won’t be long before he gets snatched up. So, that leaves Kingston. If you’ll recall, Kingston was the sickly one that we had to take to the emergency Vet clinic. Pancake Land has really grown attached to the little guy since she nursed him back to life, so we adopted him. We now have cats, plural.

Most of yesterday he was post-anesthesia zonked out. It wasn’t until last night, when I was sleeping, that he discovered that “something” was missing and he couldn’t figure out what it was. He then had to search my face for it all night long whilst meowing. Finally, when Pancake Land came to bed, she endured this for ten minutes before getting the spray bottle. I seem to have some vague recollection that that was my idea. Of course, I also recall being straight gansta about it as well. Something having to do with teaching him what happens when you “get in a brotha’s face”. Right. So, I think that I’m in NWA (not Northwest Arkansas) while I am asleep. So what?

Despite his annoying shenanigans last night, he is super cute. Wanna know what else is super cute? Golden Apple snails are. Ignore the stupid song. Enjoy the snails.

Well, I’ve got to go take a Trig test. Wish me luck. More soon. ~SC