We have a kitten, and boy is his life rough! He sleeps, he cuddles, he plays, and gets batted around and hissed at by the 3 old fogies that have ruled the roost the past 7-9 years. Because of that he came to work with me today, and as you can see, he's made himself right at home in my chair.
We're still working on a name. All of the suggestions have been good, but they just aren't the right name for this rambunctious boy. So for now, he comes when we call "Little Boy."
We're a bunch of rednecks up here in Central Washington, just waiting for our own reality show. There are twin 4 year old hurricanes that are always into something. An 8 year old with a Minecraft obsession and ADHD. And an 11 year old drama queen that has already started in musical theater. Us adults work full time and try to make ends meet. We are loud, we are wild, and often inappropriate. Hey, it's just another day at the Kihn's.
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