Kittehs

Anyone who knows my little family knows our soft spot for animals.  That being said, we can't necessarily afford to feed a LOT of animals... so why is it that when money is tight, poor little hurt kittehs and doggehs seem to wander up to us.  Maybe it's because we're so bubbly and nearly always outside.  The sweetest little kitten with two hurt legs has made our porch a home.   We made the mistake of feeding it, however it was soooo malnourished and sad that we just couldn't help ourselves.  So for the last week, Porch Kitteh has been chilling out and relaxing with us.  

Porch Kitteh

Last night, we decided to see if Porch Kitteh wanted to come inside... you see she and Baby Kitteh "talk" through the screen door and touch noses and stuff...  so we let her in.  COLOSSAL MISTAKE! 


  

  Alesis (left) and Baby Kitteh

Baby Kitteh kept following Porch Kitteh around, mostly to keep her out of inside kittehs noms.  Alesis didn't really care that much, kind of looked up from a nap like "oh great!  another one... and this one kind of looks like me" and then went back to sleep, however Mackie was LIVID!!    She was snorting and hissing and growling and just MEAN KITTEH!    Now Porch Kitteh held her own for awhile and would meow and hiss back, but after a good 15 minutes of Mackie/Mean Kitteh's antics, Porch Kitteh was sitting by the door, just waiting to go back on the porch where it was calm and peaceful and safe.   

Mackie (sweet and innocent, right?)

So after all this kitteh drama went down we learned a very important lesson..... Mackie is a butthole.   the end.