It's another dark and over-cast day today but the rain has stopped.
I have plans to do more purging today of things I don't use anymore nor want in my home.
I stand in the kitten room, that was once a bedroom, and imagine it freshly painted with the carpet GONE and beautifully decorated. I have big plans for this room. That will happen over the winter. Right now I am happy I was able to find a space for them when it was needed. The timing was good.
It has been a wonderful time caring for this little family.
They have worried me,then made me laugh with all the antics, caused sleepless nights and brought joy to my heart.
But it's about to end soon, I'm sure. As I find good homes for them, they will one by one head off to their new homes where they will be greatly welcomed.
I think about how different Bree is to Audrey and Nigel.
She is a spit-fire and yet needs to be close to you and nibble on your face.
She is colourful, teeny, fragile and struts around like she has springs on her paws and looks up at you with the innocence of a child.
She looks so different from the two that boggle me with similarities.
I cannot tell them apart until I look them straight in the eyes or check out their privates.
They are identical and hang out like pals as if they know it. They are a mirror image of each other. I looked them over last night again for one noticeable difference and there was nothing.
If only one had a dimple. :-)
hugs, Deb