A brief recap:
I was happily living my life in Richmond, attending college, going to classes, volunteering with cats, and sharing my one bedroom apartment with 3 kitties:
Mischa:
Libby:
and Tiffy:
One Saturday night, I drove home from an adoption drive and stopped by teh dumpster to throw out my trash (yummm Sonic!) It was pouring rain, and there was even some hail! When I opened the side of the dumpster to put the bag in I heard a noise and saw a box moving.
Found this:
Now they're like this:(except bigger now)
Their names are Twister and Tempest
A couple weeks later, some neighbors I had a passing aquaintance with brought me this:
Who now looks like this:
Her name is Tallulah, and she's due to have babies any day now.
We're now a happy family of 7.
Although we currently have a visitor:
A 5-yr old pregnant sow I've been calling 'Phyllis' (from the Office)
