i love peanut butter. especially if it’s the freshly ground honey roasted. oh wonderful day!

i love post secret.

…are the cutest things on the planet. they’re still considered kittens, even though they’re quickly outgrowing that. they’re tiny and adorable and playful (and destructive). and i’m a kitty mommy, and the husband’s a kitty daddy.

seamus and leopold, our adorable babies, have been doing interesting things. some of it annoying (like thinking blankets and jackets left on the couch can be used like their box, or thinking it’s ok to jump all over the place and knock things down). so far, they’ve broken a candle holder, and a blown glass bunny. they also run laps around the apartment and race down the hall. i’m hoping neighbor 3.0 downstairs doesn’t care.

the thing that i’m most perplexed about is, they’re in love with these toy fishes that i got at target. they hold them in their mouths and quietly growl and grumble. no one’s trying to take them, and the other cat doesn’t really want it when one has it. and, upon occasion, i think they’re leaving their fishes for us. i once found one in my shoe, and so did the husband. and this, i found on one on the couch where i usually sit. are they trying to tell us something?

at any rate, the husband and i have completely fallen in love with our little guys.

these are the crazy fish that my crazy cats are crazy about: