well, we took the kitties to the vet for their first shots. hence, they cuddled…feeling too crummy, we guessed, for the usual senaking, hissing, swatting routines.
while we were at the vet, i was in the waiting room with eliza. suddenly the big kids came pushing out the door wide-eyed and thrilled to announce, it’s a boy! it felt like a funky flash-back to the 50s. what? a boy? who? lucy? polly? yup, polly. polly is a boy. so, meet polly turned ollie:
he’s such a sweet boy, too. we have some decisions to make in the next few months, but for now we’ll just help this little 1.8 pounder grow…some of you know this well.