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Babycat, where’s your baby at?

I ask Babycat where her baby's at. Babycat is sitting on an end table, looking off to the side, behind some boards. "My baby outwitted your babyproofing and I can't fit in there, so thanks." I move a board and The Kitten emerges like sunshine. "Here I am!" he announces. My eyes turn to hearts and Babycat radiates hearts, too.

Yay, I finally get to tell some stories about the early days of kitten spice exploring and only being able to find him because of his mom’s intense glare down behind the boards I used to block him off from danger!

The moral of those stories is don’t try to block kittens, they are water. Except on getting out from behind things, which he assures me he could’ve done as soon as he wanted to.

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They’re All So Cute Together!

The Fluffy One is asleep at his window. Babycat is sleeping on the back of the couch. The Kitten is sprawled out asleep on the seat of the couch, and The Puppy is sleeping with her chin on the arm of the couch. Overhead, the spirit of The Slinky One snoozes near his bro. I crouch down near the couch, hearts in my eyes, and say, "Look at them! They're all so cute together!" The Spider, hanging from a nearby lamp, says, "Wait 'til they wake up."

Okay, this all has kinda happened and they’re all very cute together when they’re awake, but, you know, it’s jarring having a wee grey tiger come running up in your face, especially if you’re a nearsighted fluff panther. Also when a puppy nearly sits on you because you match her favorite rug and you’re on her favorite rug, OMG I’ve heard so much hissing. They’re awesome, though. That window is their favorite. ALL of them.