Mystery Solved!

So, for the last two weeks, we've had a mystery on our hands.  I'm a bit of a neat freak about my living room because that is the place that everyone sees when they first come in.  We keep our shoes on a rug by the door and I'm constantly organizing them when they get messed up- my daughter is pretty good at organizing them as well!  Well, there have been several times lately where my kids have gone to put one of their shoes on and the other shoe is missing.  I will remember having seen it in the upstairs hallway and we always assume one of the kids took it upstairs for some random reason.

So, this happened for several days.  I will bring the shoes back and the exact same shoes will end up upstairs.  Well, one day they were lying near the cat food dish and I could have sworn they weren't there before bedtime.  We started wondering if one of the new cats was the culprit.  We were so sure, we just decided that was what was happening.

Well, last night while watching America's Got Talent, David tapped my arm.  I didn't look very quickly because I wasn't sure what he wanted, so I missed it.  Apparently, the cat had my daughters sneaker in his mouth and was starting to walk with it, but for some reason decided not to.  Mystery solved!  And a reminder that cats are strange creatures sometime...

Wordless Wednesday: Misc. New Pics Edition

Kittenpalooza!

If you don't know this about me, you must not know me... and for those of you who do, this comes as no shocker: I love cats!

Since an early age, I've been a huge felinophile. (I just made that up.) The very first cats I remember having were Princess and Muffin. I was maybe 4 or 5, I think. Since then, I can't remember a time in my life that I didn't have cats. They just enthrall me so! And don't get me started on kittens. I want to kiss them, hug them, eat their faces off!

Currently we have ELEVEN kittens! Before you sic PETA on me, let me explain. We live out in the country and our outdoor cats are "barn cats" but are spoiled rotten. I have friends who tell me they can't believe they are outdoor cats because they look so clean and healthy. Anyway, we have a gazillion dog houses for them and they are quite pampered for "mousers."

So lately I will tell my family that I am going outside to do something and not come back for half an hour because I will just sit and watch the kittens play. Is this something normal 27-year-old's do? If not, I'm in trouble.

And then, there's our indoor cat whose name is Koala, but we always call her "gray kitty." Why is she so lucky to get to be inside? Well, she's a genius! She housebroke herself to the doggy door and we have no litter box inside! She will either use the doggy door or wait by the back door and meow. Can't beat that!

Below you will see three pictures that show my lifelong love affair with cats. Two are from when I was like 3 or 4 and the other is my senior picture. Enjoy!