Konrad and I picked up three little foster kittens yesterday morning. They are the smallest things you ever did see, but man are they a handful. We were chasing after them for hours and it was finally 10pm before I realized I hadn't really eaten anything all day.
One of the kittens is obsessed with Konrad, and protests loudly if he leaves the room or stops paying attention to him. The grey one gives me sleepy eyes that remind me of my Skye, and the third has been dubbed Too Shy, but is quickly learning how nice life can be for a lap cat.
Our littles aren't too sure about them and keep to themselves for the most part. We joke about their wild sides, but these three are making Skye and Nathan seem so well-mannered!