Horribly outnumbered by pets and kids

Warning: Excessive cat talk ahead!

There are days where I hardly notice we have 2 kids and 3 cats and then are days where I feel like there isn’t enough room in our house and like I’m constantly cleaning up some kind of bodily fluid or otherwise.   I don’t know what was in the air, but the other day I cleaned up cat vomit twice and then Phoebe puked all over me and our bed.  Then one of the cats pooped in Phoebe’s room.  I’m still not entirely sure who the culprit was. In all fairness I was “neglecting” all of them equally while trying to get some work done.


All this and somehow the kids and I would absolutely have more pets if space and Josh allowed.  The kids are on board with my idea to have chickens and basically a small hobby farm… Josh is not so keen on the idea. In the meantime I’d be happy with something soft and cuddly *cough* BUNNY *cough* however even I realize that we don’t have the setup right now.  So… cats it is!


Enzo and the cats are getting along fairly well lately, and the cats would absolutely love on Phoebe if she would let them.  She gets mad if Vega won’t stop following her or me around. Ha ha. I’m just waiting for Vega to become a docile pile of fluff like Uzi and Ziggy so I can squish her.  She’s so soft and brings out some major cute aggression in me.


She hasn’t fallen off the deck again, but did have a mishap with falling from the ledge in the living room into the entry way.  She was chasing a fly and jumped into the window above the front door and then tried to jump back and completely failed and fell a good 10 ft – it should be noted she did not land on her feet.  She was okay, though!  As for the fly… I have no idea.

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I don’t have too many pictures of Uzi or Ziggy lately… partly because they are often sleeping in dark places or the second they see me with the camera they won’t hold still.  They are both doing well, though!  They are aging gracefully and with few problems, for which I am glad.  They have their same routines and not even Vega can mess with those too much.  She’s the typical ornery younger sibling with her own odd quirks.


In typical cat fashion, Vega gets into everything and is usually in the way. She is my shadow, which means she is usually underfoot.  She still isn’t very talkative, but when she does meow, it’s the tiniest squeakiest little meow I’ve ever heard. She really has been such a great addition to our family. Now my only wish is that one day all three of them snuggle. HA!