Cats

I am not a big fan of cats. In fact, when Matt and I first met, we had an equal dislike of the creatures....is solidified our love for each other. Cats always jump on you when you don't want them to and rub against you and they make me sneeze. I think my dislike of cats came early in my life, when at the tender age of 5, my dad told us that the only way we would ever get a cat is if a baby tiger was dropped on our front step. He really didn't like cats.

That said, we have four stray kittens living next door to us that are making me rethink my stand on cats. They are so cute! I am seriously considering keeping one. Or at least helping them find good homes. When I go out to the car, all four kittens come out of their hiding spot and stare and me with their big huge eyes as if to say, "Can't you keep us?" They even have names: Sparkle, the only white/grayish kitten; Midnight, the all black kitten; Checkers, one of the black and white kitten; and Kitty, the other black and white. Erika named Kitty.

So, does anyone want a really cute stray kitten? Although I love my kittens looking at me when I get to the car, I really just want them to have a family.

Sparkle and Midnight.


Either Checkers or Kitty.

I think these two are twins...they have the exact same markings.