The kittens

A couple of months ago four kittens crawled through the back fence. The dogs found them first, and the ensuing race was very traumatic for all involved. It ended with me prying a kitten out of Aurora's mouth. Which was really only the beginning, after a trip to the store for kitten formula and bottles, then another trip for a litter box and litter, and some toys, and another for more formula, and then another... okay you get the point. We now have three kittens firmly entrenched in the hearts of my children. They are cute, but I am not a cat person.