My husband is having babies

So I know I said I was going to post about flowering dogwoods and good stuff like that, but half the pictures are on Husband's camera, which I have yet to pry out of his hands. Suffice it to say in the meantime though that Sophie did not go over a waterfall, although for a while she was in serious danger of doing so. And although the falls are named Small Falls, trust me, they are big enough. She suffered only a pair of soaked shorts and a stern (and loud) lecture from Husband about looking and thinking before she leaps.

So we will have to settle for a picture of . . . The Figs' new kittens!!!


No, they're not all ours, and in fact none of them are just yet. But we have been approved as an "ideal home and family" for one of these kittens by the breeder, thanks to my excellent letter in which I detailed our cat history and habits. Crazy that these kittens cost $700 (!!!!!) and you have to persuade them to sell you one. But I appreciate that these people are not running a cat factory and are truly interested in good placements for their kittens. Even crazier that we are thinking of getting TWO (you do the math).

And yes, I said breeder, which has been a difficult pill for me to swallow, having always been a rescue cat type of gal. But Husband has always wanted an Ocicat, a breed developed from a Siamese/Abyssinian mix, remarkable for their spots and big bat-like ears. And if you had seen him sobbing out in the driving rain while jackhammering a grave for his beloved Zeus last year, you would want him to have one too. He has printed off this picture and keeps taking it out to smile at it and exclaim "Look at them!!!" If he were this excited about Sophie, I do not remember it.

Stay tuned for news later in the summer about two new spotted Figs. I want to name one Ricky.