Transports. If you promise to keep your fingers crossed for the two transports I'm in need of, I promise not to talk about transports today. The transports are SO important, but I have other stories to tell as well. I have a story about a little dog who now gets the TOP award for fear and un-touchable-ness. You might remember that last year we took three different fear biters from being completely unadoptable to actually going into homes. But I have one now whose therapy literally might take me a year. I've already decided to just settle in – it's gonna be a while. I also have stories to tell about my makeshift maternity ward. Two of those stories are dramatic indeed. The plan is to tell those stories next week. But just to pique your interest, I thought I'd share a few pictures today – straight from the maternity ward/nursery.
Well, Glimmer's babies' eyes are open.
I did a post about it. (Click here.) The question was whether this little kitten would be named Mariela or Lewis, depending on girl or boy.
Well, the verdict is in . . . drumroll . . .