here is a thing that I made happen with my very own hands. I could not be more proud.

( spoiler: it's a kitten in a sweater. )

Well. This isn't the kind of entry I wanted to return to LJ with, but I figured some of you might still be reading.

( I feel like I should have a profound cut text, but of course I don't. )

So, flist. I appear to be on twitter more than here. Sometimes I feel like I need more words, but, eh, it probably isn't that important anyway. But here is a driveby update, because I have pictures to share ( Read more... )

( picspam )

Pepsi & Cokis are super friendly teens. I did not name them.

( Pepsi, Cokis, Ritva-Liisa, Viktor (and Cal), and Tekla )

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ETA: Um, please to be ignoring the open and supremely messy closet. That is where Miranda goes to sulk when Viktor visits.

Guuuuys ( Read more... )

I've decided she's not going to keel over overnight (um, to be clear she's never had a moment of visible illness), so today the surviving kitten went up for adoption. She's one of the most personable cats I've ever met, and these pictures don't do her justice because she just wanted to be petted all the time and I didn't have anyone here to ( Read more... )

( Viktor and his ugly girlfriend )

Man, motherless kittens are a pain. These particular ones are also amazing, but also a pain (for one thing, they tend to suckle chins and toes and waists, and also are not very cleanly at all). The blue ones are girls, the one with white is a boy ( Read more... )