In August of 2010 a friend of mine posted pictures of the most adorable kittens - foundlings - some idiot had the nerve to drop them off in a box in the middle of the railroad tracks - they were maybe 3 weeks old. I fell in love with one of them immediately and much to my family's dismay, I brought one home.
Tuarwen - Her name is Elvish for Noble Strength
Here she is looking at the camera - it was love at first sight.
She took over my sewing basket - well one of them.
This past August a friend of mine said asked if I wanted her brandy-new kitten because there were unforseen complications. I agreed. She came pre-named Cleo, otherwise we would have named her Castiel (Gentle) or Sidhiel (Peace) - because well, I like Elves (although Faeries and Dragons are pretty cool too) and she has a gentle heart and soul except when it comes to her food bowl.
I think this was about month after we brought her home.
I'm pretty sure she had help climbing up into the basket, she's not much of a climber, she prefers warm spots like blankets and quilts. :)
I need more pictures of my furbabies. They chase each other through the house at about 6am at warp 10, but then they do cute things like cuddle together. :)