Stacy Horn

I don’t know who is who, of the kittens.  I can only identify the people. If you don’t like kittens you definitely want to skip over this post.  It’s an orgy of kittens.  Thank you Lisa and Mary Ann for bringing these little furballs of perfection all the way up from DC.  

There’s a movie at the end.  All the kittens are dark and the apartment was dark, so it’s not great.  I did the best I could.  Plus, I wasn’t allowed to show anyone’s face so I was working under a lot of constraints! 

Is this the same cat?  A different cat?  I don’t know.

This is Justine and her new girls.

This one likes me.  (They all liked me.  Best, I think.)  

In reality they were all rather squirmy with me while they rested peacefully with everyone else.

Oh God.  What did he see that I didn’t??

This is Margaret and Mark, and their new kittens (a boy and a girl).

Justine again, looking blissful.  As I would look if I was about to take two of these kittens home.

See, I did a self-portrait of me with one of the kittens.  Doesn’t he have that “get me out of here” look on his face??

And finally, a short movie.

I put away all the Christmas decorations except for the string of lights along the armoire.  I just can’t part with them yet.  Colored lights are so … comforting.  It makes me happy to have them there.

Today is the big Kittening.  Someone on Echo is driving up from DC with four kittens to give to two other people on Echo and I’m going to be there to take pictures.  A pack of kittens, who can resist??  Except the poor things.  After a long drive maybe they won’t want to be held and played with by a bunch of strangers.  But maybe they will.

Here is a bit of Christmas down at the Trade Center.

Ha! Someone on Echo posted a link to this site where you can generate a mock newspaper story.

I just did this quickly, off the top of my head, but fun! I named my mock newspaper The Wishful Thinking Monitor.

You can tell that I had just read that article in the Times about service animals.

Sigh.  

I know many think I’m insane, but imagine if all animals were cared for and loved, and not slaughtered and abused?

Does anyone watch Dogtown? God, the stories.  I wanted to adopt that little terrier they called Animal (then Noble) from the most recent one.

There are so many great organizations for animals.

Thank you all of you who started them and who work and volunteer for them.

Before I forget, did you know you could donate eye glasses you’re no longer using to Lenscrafters and they will give them to people who cannot afford glasses?  I just learned this and took a trillion pairs to the nearest Lenscrafter yesterday.  It made me feel good to know that all the money I had spent would not go to waste. (I’ve spent so much money trying to find flattering eye glasses.)

I was talking about the fire from the other night and someone asked which store was affected and I said the maternity clothes store. But when I uploaded the pictures, pictures I took, so not only was I looking right at the store, I was studying it to pick the shot I wanted, I saw that it was not the maternity store but the furniture/housewares store.

When I finished my last book about unsolved murder I decided that no one should be able to be convicted of murder without physical evidence (or an untainted confession, perhaps).  People simply do not make trustworthy witnesses.

I love that message in the window, The End of History, but what does it mean? A black hole is going to suck up our past? Oh wait, that’s the title of a book, right?

Some friends are getting kittens tomorrow and I’m going to takes pictures of owners and kittens meeting.  HEAVEN.

Ha! My friend Ruby (whose real name is Gail) pointed out that it was Phil in the mirror of the shot below, but she couldn’t tell who he was speaking to. It turns out it was her!!  That’s Ruby in the shot, making a point to Phil.

I so want to be a detective, except I want to be a geek-like detective, like the CSI people.  Except I’m working on my audio forensics piece (still) and there’s definitely an upsetting side, like there always is, to this kind of work.

But not at the moment!  It’s you, Ruby!! Ha!!