It's made of kittens!!!
Our new rescue and her doting big brother.
Tiny beans in a puddle of foster kittens.
Post poop zoomies!
Tiny little foster taps...
I interrupted her solace with the sun rays.
Existential dread is a daily occurrence for NIMH.
I live with these idiots.
Just try it.
At 14, no one understands her like Al E. Gator.
If we fits, we sits.