Lions and tigers, no bears, OH MY!

Question: Can I go to the mall by entering my bedroom?

Answer: Yes, as long as mall is spelled m-a-u-l.

I am being mauled daily. There are five wild, mobile, aggressive beasts in my bedroom. Ankle biters. Clawing their way to the top - of my legs, of my bed- with their needle-like claws. They are chewing on my toes with their razor teeth. They are wearing my clothes. They are eating my socks. They wrestle with each other, annoy their mother, and attempt to escape the room every time the door opens.

There is no respite even in the bathroom. Whenever pants are lowered to use the facility, the pants are instantly filled with demented babies. I kid you not. I thought I had shaken them all out. I was mistaken. I have been clawed where no cat has gone before.

Kittens are so soft, so sweet, so ruthlessly spiky. Pleasure is always accompanied by pain, as with roses. Kittens are like mink coats with thorns. Like cockleburs, they attach themselves to laundry baskets, to clothing, to rugs, to shower curtains.

They sleep in David's shoes.

Miss Binx's litter is now almost 5 weeks old. They are out the their box, litter-trained, and starting to eat solid food. Binx is still terrorizing Hobbes and Patches but I hope that will settle down once she has completely weaned the catkins. Then THEY can terrorize Hobbes and Patches.

Here are a few recent shots of my lions and tigers in miniature. They crack me up- and are destroying my bedroom!

Notice how they are going in different directions- divide and conquer mode.

Sometimes a guy just needs some privacy; sadly for this little fella, that's out of the question. All four of his siblings are under there with him, out of camera range.

Looking right at you is Tiger. Tiger is the runt of the litter which means, of course, he is the ringleader. His sister Pusskins (black kitty) and he are going to live with my son and his family. The dark charcoal baby snubbing me is going to my god-daughter Kat. The "escape artist" is one of the twins, who look so much alike it's like... well, it's like they are twins.

Here are the "twins" looking at you. As near as we can determine, there are three males and two females in this litter. Apparently Pusskins is the only kit that looks like the Daddy.

I am so in love.