the absolute best!
And we aren’t all together often, but when we are, it’s a fun time. They put up with a lot, having me as a sister and I love them all the more for it.
I love them so much, I couldn’t keep my eyes open for any of these pictures.
Getting home from international travel is never a straightforward affair. My parents usually pick me up at O’Hare, which is a good 4 hours from my house. Usually we get lost in the airport trying to find our car. This time, I’m pretty sure it took me less time to fly from Toronto to Chicago as it did for me to get from baggage to our car. We were that lost.
When I’m home though, there’s something that I go straight for as soon as I bust through the doors and drop my luggage.
The kittens. Because it’s not home without a few funcats around.
Our resident mommacat, Denise (who was just a adolescent cat herself the last time I was home) managed to squeeze out five beautiful, yowling babies.
Gratuitous kitten pictures, commence!
Denise has begat Howard, Leonard, Karen, Tipper, and Chairman Mao. They are all so wonderful. I honestly can’t imagine growing up in a house without animals and I couldn’t imagine going home without kittens or dumb, drooling boycats or our demon-possessed Australian cattle dog for me to come back to.