I feel like I interrupted a meeting…

Mr. KitKat Harrington used to be the neighborhood stray before he chose to live with us.
So now he goes out on the leash every day when my hubby gets home from work. They walk around the property before coming back inside. Usually this helps curb his mad dash for any open door.

Mr KitKat Harrington was the neighborhood stray for six months before he decided he lived with us in July of 2020; he walked in while we were bringing in groceries and never left Except to mark/defend his territory despite our attempts to keep him inside. He is aloof but can be spicy.

Nezuko is apparently very jealous of my sushi fox… She kept tapping me and smacking it until I moved it and let her cuddle between me and the hubs.

Mr. KitKat Harrington (forgot to say in his intro post, that is his full government name) and Nezuko cuddling near me while I was in bed sick the other day.

Akiko is currently soothing London because I scared the shit out of her on accident—she went FLYING off the bed and down the hall. I had to chase her down to give her loves and put her back in the bed. Her little heart was going a million miles a minute…

I love crocheting blankets. My default is giant granny squares. (A lot of my product photos on my phone are screenshots from my biz IG, Kypress Designs. But I have really dropped the all about posting on fb or IG the past few years.)

And finally, the sweetest Nezuko, aka Nezzi. She was our third rescue (RIP Yuki) but she’s fighting the “kittens” for matriarch status at the moment. She was the first to play fetch and actually bring hair ties back to us. She dislikes change and LOVES belly rubs.

The final “kitten” is our very spicy Jupiter, mostly called Juju.
She can be sweet but she is mostly feisty. She just wants to be in your vicinity. But she makes it known when she wants affection—her biscuits are very, VERY sharp, no matter how many layers of protection you have.

Then we have mister Akiko.
He is aloof unless he is standing on top of me demanding affection. If I make eye contact and try to go back to sleep, he pries my eyes open with his nose and will dig me out from under the covers.

(One of our six cats; one of the dumpster rescue litter/failed fosters)

Next up is miss Sophie. She is incredibly intelligent and loves to play fetch; she will actually bring hair ties back to you and drop them in your lap, requesting you to launch them. Unfortunately, she also does this while you’re asleep.
She frequently monitors my nurse/infusion visits too.

This is miss London. She is the sweetest baby EVER. She politely requests for “uppies” and will let/make you carry her around for hours.
(One of our six cats; one of the dumpster rescue litter/failed fosters)

We have six lol These are the youngest four (part of a rescue foster litter… these were the failed fosters. They’re now a year old.) Jupiter/“Juju” (F), London (F), Akiko (M), and Sophie (F)