Or maybe L’il Bit IS Dumbass, don’t know.

We rescued these orphaned kittens from a neighbor’s yard. I say “we,” but my son really gets all the blame credit. He found two kittens near a ditch and what he presumed was the momma cat lying in the road nearby. He sent those two kittens home with a friend of his and when he walked by again the next day, the momma cat was gone and these two little ones were laying in the same spot. The neighbors weren’t doing anything about the kittens so David and I picked up these two and brought them home and NOW I REMEMBER WHY THERE SHALL BE NO MORE BABIES FROM ME. I needs mah sleeps. I also need to not be bathing screaming, clawed, little baby creatures four times a day because they’ve gotten shit every-damn-where because they don’t come out of the chute potty trained. And I also need to not be cleaning my kitchen six times a day because they fling their food and milk everywhere when they’re eating because they don’t come out of the chute with table manners.

They are pretty darn cute, though. They’re only about four weeks old at this point so we’re not sure whether we’ve got girls or boys or a mix. Nicknames at this point include L’il Bit for the smaller one, L’il Buddy for the one that shadows our dog, and Dumbass for the one who grabs onto your shirt, climbs up and around behind your head, and then cries because it doesn’t like where it is. That one could be L’il Bit since he/she cries about everything else. Noisy little punk.

Unfortunately, we’ve had to put them in separate boxes today and they are NOT happy about it and they are DAMN SURE WE KNOW IT. But then, the smaller kitten is not happy about his/her sibling using his/her butthole as a nipple, either, and he/she makes DAMN SURE WE KNOW IT.

Not sure we’re going to keep them long term. Anyone want a kitty? They ARE litter box trained now!