Yesterday my son picked up Rose, one of two kittens we foolishly adopted this past summer, stuck his face in her fur, and sniffed. Then he said, "Rose still has that new kitten smell."
How sad I'll be when it fades. :)
Rose and her brother Mulliner are becoming good little mystery readers, though. They like to sit on the pages of books, especially pages that readers are hoping to turn.
The kitten my son wanted for his birthday somehow turned into two kittens; here is one of them, whose name is Mr. Mulliner. He's just a nine week ball of fluff right now, but he's already become quite bossy, considering he's smaller than the average shoe. More on these fellows later!