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September 12, 2012 at 10:55 am
Kristin
Congratulations, Meatshake!?
September 12, 2012 at 1:09 pm
jshady
More like, “My regards, Justin.”
September 12, 2012 at 1:26 pm
Jamie
Awe! I am saying a little prayer for that kitty to pull through and be healthy! SO CUTE. Man, do you know how many new born kittens we had growing up? We once had a neurotic cat that didn’t know how to be a mother and screamed all through her birth in our dining room. Her name was Fritz. She gave birth to about 5 kittens. My mom had to tear open all of the fetal sacks and gently pull some of the kittens out of the mother. Fritz had no clue how to “queen.” Yep, it’s called queening. Anyhoo… I am sure you guys are super queens. Take care, little one.
September 12, 2012 at 1:32 pm
jshady
You just totally ruined this cream cheese-covered bagel I’m eating right now. I mean, WAS eating.
September 13, 2012 at 6:52 am
Jamie
Ha! Oops.
September 12, 2012 at 1:45 pm
Paul Spooner
Hmmm Bagels…
September 12, 2012 at 2:04 pm
Denise
The animals somehow know how to find you and KB. Or be found by you and KB.
September 12, 2012 at 2:23 pm
jshady
Yeah. We’re suckers.
September 13, 2012 at 5:10 am
Bryan Loar
I think you need a farm.
September 13, 2012 at 10:42 am
jshady
Oh, hells yeah. I’d raise the shit out of some chickens.
September 13, 2012 at 8:49 am
llisa
“Nature teaches beasts to know their friends”.
William Shakespeare
Congratulations little Kitty! You have found your way to the best of friends!
KB & Shady will guide you to a safe and happy future… at their home or another.
September 13, 2012 at 10:43 am
jshady
Fingers crossed for another!
January 14, 2013 at 11:27 pm
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