D- has a new kitten, another orphan found wandering around somebody's garage. She's about 7 weeks old, all black except for a few chest hairs and a tiny white bikini, and has big bugged-out eyes that give her a frantic look, and as much energy as six normal kittens.
Kinda cute, isn't she?
That's the thing about black kittens. It's hard to capture their personality in a still photo. And for Lizzie, add the complication that she is rarely still. At best you get an occasional pause as she prepares to launch in another direction, a scramble of flying limbs.
For a variety of reasons, Lizzie is confined, alone, to a spare bedroom. We decided to bring her over here for a play date with the Country Cousins last night, and oh my, how much fun they had. Unfortunately, I was so busy ROFL I didn't think to take any photos.
Today I suggested maybe she could spend some time in Day Care while D- is at work, and burn off a little more of that excess energy. She loves the company, and the attention, too.
No ulterior motives on my part whatsoever, let me emphasize. But I did take the opportunity to capture a minute or two on film.
Elle and J.J. are the featured Cousins, and John appears in a cameo, doing what normal cats normally do in the early afternoon.