Kicking of Caturdays on ANGEL KITSCH with my favorite photos of our kittens! Meet…
…Kimiko, our eldest furbaby. A mixed Snowshoe Siamese born February 6, we adopted her last year in April from the Siamese Rescue Center in Virginia when she was two. She has a shoe fetish and would prance around in our shoes when she feels like it. She likes to nap on our homework at the exact moment we’re doing them. She can play fetch with her pet mice and give us low-fives for treats. Her name means “little empress” in Nihongo.
Tala, a Mask-and-Mantle Bicolor, came to us three months ago. A friend’s boyfriend’s brother found her on the street and took care of her for a while, but can’t keep her as he has other pets to take care of. She was about five months old when we decided to adopt her and Kimiko finally has a sister to play and be mischievous with after being the only cat in the apartment for half a year. Tala’s a biter and would leave love marks on us whenever our flesh happened to be in front of her face when she’s in the mood to nibble. She has a more voracious appetite than her sister’s and would race to finish her food (and Kimiko’s). Her name means “bright star” in Tagalog.
A couple of years ago, I would have snorted in disbelief had someone told me I would be a a mom to a couple of kitties in a few years’ time. I grew up around dogs (Cocker Spaniels, a Chihuahua, and a Toy Poodle) and have never really taken care of nor even interacted with an animal of the feline persuasion. As such, my furbabies are constantly disturbed by my cries of “Bad doggy!” whenever one of them did something I don’t agree with and by my impulses to hug them which always end up with them desperately clawing their way out of my arms. Old habits die hard.