(If I didn't write about my cats every once in awhile, I wouldn't be a good blogger, now would I?)
I enjoyed a nice day out of town this holiday weekend (which I urgently, desperately needed), and one nice surprise was pulling the memory card out of my camera while at the Chicago Botanic Gardens, and realizing there were photos in the camera's regular memory that I had lost some months back when my laptop crashed.
They were, of course, Very Important Kitty Pictures. Baby pictures of Calpurnia, to be exact. Pictures of her at roughly three weeks old, when my old neighbor back in Indiana found her in a tree with a few motherless siblings.
She looks all "What? I'm a kitten? I'm alive? Where's my mommy? My mommy is gone? You're my new mommy? Well, okay...I guess. Wait, what am I again? I'm a 'kitten?' Okay."
Then, in the next two, observe her evolution from a few measly ounces of blue-eyed fuzzwonderment to several pounds of long, lean, golden-eyed fierceness. I really can't believe how tiny and helpless she was.