i’d like to get some help and info from you. first, the back-story:

i think animals are cute, and i like to meet them and hold them and all that, but i never feel the need to make them mine.

however, i went to get my hair cut on friday and there were a couple of kittens (brother and sister) hanging out at deluxe. born in the wild, they were there for socialization so i held them and played with them to help out. at one point the little girl was sitting in my hands, looking straight up into my eyes for what seemed like forever. then, while maintaining eye contact, she fell asleep and that is when my heart exploded.

paul and i went back on saturday for a play-date. the boy is super friendly and agile. he climbed me like a mountain and made himself comfortable. the little girl is a little more shy but just as inquisitive… we nearly passed out from laughing when she jumped into the waste basket.

and that’s that, my friend. we are totally owned by kittens now. they were spayed and neutered on sunday and we’ll be picking them up tonight.

here’s a picture that lisa at deluxe took… i dare you to not to fall in love. it’s impossible, i swear.

on the left, we have “snafu” and on the right, in mid-swat, we have “hermano.”

more photos here.

so consiglieri, i come to you for advice and resources. some topics of interest:

– cat hacks: creative ideas/tutorials for diy cat furniture, toys, devices, that we can cook up for ourselves

– indie cat crafters: people making original, astounding, feline fun stuffs

– musts and regrets: tools and goods that you can’t live without, and the stuff you wish you never tried

– cat-centered behavior management: nurturing and innovative approaches to teaching kittens how to be safe

– inter-species bonding: techniques for integrating kittens into a thus far bunny centered home. i’m especially interested in success stories here, you know?

to the comment section with you, stat!

this is a daddy longlegs who took up residence in my shoe last night. if this happens to you, please don’t blow on him to see if he’s alive because he hates when you do that and he climbs up into the darkness of your shoe to prove it.

i don’t know what is more disturbing: that paul abandoned a banana peel on my art shelf, or that it took several days to notice.

“triumphant neglect” would be a good band name, though.