Heather and I got two cute little balls of fluff over the weekend. We hyped ourselves up to such an intense level of kitten madness that we just had to get some last week. I wasn’t too sure about these little guys when we first looked at them, but now I’m addicted to the kitty crack. Can’t stop looking in on them.
The one of the left is Flynn, he’s suave, acrobatic and has a small mustache. Flynn is a reincarnation of an 18th Century pirate. We’re still circling around names for the one on the right. Maybe Burton because he’s a gentleman explorer with Victorian sensibilities, or maybe Choo because he has a shoe fetish.
