Rik and I are joint-fostering a couple of tabbie kittens for a week or so. Rik's named them Frankie and Dawn, after legendary lindy-hoppers Frankie Manning and Dawn Hampton. They're about 8 weeks old, and practically fit in the palm of your hand.
They would be completely out of control, if it weren't for the fact that they are very bonded to each other (although they are gaining independence from each other more and more each day) and they keep each other busy with their constant chasing each other around the apartment wrestling.
They're very well-socialized, and as much as they love each other, they seem to really like people. Last night they fell asleep on my lap as I was watching CSI.
Dawn, at first the more aloof one, has become the mushy one. She likes to perch on my shoulder and go to sleep.
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They were so cute they almost made me want to have a cat. And that's saying something.
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