Update - I'm sorry to those of you who (if you're out there) think I should do nothing but food, but I just had to add a few more pictures I took today . . . for some of the Tiny Toons, it's their last day with us!
So, Husband and I were driving home from work last night, discussing our various evenings - maybe a complaint or gripe or two slipped in, I can't be sure. We were decompressing. We walked into the house to find these six adorable, fuzzy faces looking at us and we were instantly cooing and babbling like idiots. All of the stress of the evening melted away. "Wouldn't it be great if you could just keep a kitten in your pocket?" I said, "if anyone is mean to you or complains or is hungry or grumpy you can just say - here, look at this kitten and it will all be better." No one can be grumpy or mean when looking at a kitten. . .
They learn at an early age to search for that little spot in the sun . . .