Where to begin? I'm too old, and have done too many things in my life to start at the beginning. So here we are in the middle, and right now I just want to talk about my most recent news.

I love cats, and especially kittens. The first litter of my acquaintance was born in my crib. I spent a few years of my adolescence living with a grandmother who did not allow us to have a pet, but otherwise I've always had at least one cat. So I view one of the biggest problems of being a responsible pet owner is never having kittens. I have three lovely, and neutered, adult cats. Their names are Madeleine, Cricket, and John.

John was the most recent addition, and as a result of the search I became friends with his foster mom. She takes in a new litter of kittens about every month or so, which led me to think about fostering. I have a spare bathroom, and some spare time since I've retired, so...

On Monday I brought home my first foster litter from our local Animal Society. I know I'm a few days behind already, but we'll start there, and I'll catch you up as I can.