Maybe it's because I just volunteered last week to check in on my friends five, yes five cats. Or maybe it's because Sarah hijacked my camera a couple of weeks ago to take pictures of our two cats. But either way I thought I'd share some kitten cheer with you on this fine December day. But really this post is about last August. When a cat followed Sarah and I home to where I was living in Providence at the time one night. Sarah started calling her Zorro because she came out of the night. I knew at that moment we were doomed, she had named it, it was ours. The thing was that Zorro had five kittens. Living under a porch. That were nearly impossible to get at and just as hard to coax out. But one summer night with the help of some friends, we did just that. It took almost a week, but we adopted them all to friends and friends of friends, and we kept momma cat. She lived with my nana for a while while we moved back to the granite state, but she's now happily cohabiting with Sarah and I and Sarah's cat Zoe.
Seriously, what cat sits like that?
Zoe.
Zorro's favorite past times are reminding us she wants to go out and can't open the door herself, eating and waking me up hella early in the morning.
So there you have it, a selection of the photos Sarah took when she decided to stalk the cats around our apartment with one of my cameras. See you next Tuesday!
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