A little bit of Linus...

We were able to escape the dreary Northwest weather for a bit this past week in scorching hot Arizona!  My friend Laurie who runs the Itty Bitty Kitty Committee, kindly offered to check in on the kitties while we were gone and captured some great photos of our Mr. Linus, a former IBKC foster kitten.  Go check out her amazing kitty-centric blog if you want to die from cuteness overload. 

She's helping raise funds for the local Humane Society right now as well - so please take a look and make a donation!  Even a small donation can make a big difference.

Laurie does such an amazing job of narrating the lives of her foster kittens.  The photos are incredible.  The movies are hilarious.  The set she built for the fundraising shots is unbelievable!

Need I say more?

Meet Little Linus

We're in love with a little white ball of fluff.

It was one of those cosmic connections.  I met Linus through my friend Laurie who runs the Itty Bitty Kitty Committee (which is a kitten-tastic blog!  Kitten-tastic is my new favorite word.)  I didn't have any plans of adopting a kitten prior to meeting Linus, but after I met him, I just couldn't get him out of my brain.  I just knew he had to come be part of our family.

I worried that it might be too soon since I'm still getting over the passing of Mr. Jones.  But Linus is the sweetest little bundle of joy.  He just has so much love to give, and he loves to be cuddled more than anything.  I didn't realize how much I needed a cat to cuddle!

He loves my girls and follows them around everywhere.  They're so great about calmly interacting and gently petting him (he's so tiny!) playing with him, feeding him and even cleaning the litter box!!!  (Woo hoo!)  They're excited to have a little companion to snuggle with (those other two cats are anything but snuggly...)  Last night they left Linus snoozing quietly at home to run an errand to the grocery store.  In the car they shouted"Linus!!!", a la Braveheart, over and over in excitement (Linus snoozed quietly at home.)  Apparently this is what happens when 5 and 7 year olds have to practice restraint.

If felt like the Universe knew this was how it would all work out.  Welcome to Smith Manor, little Linus!