1. Monday, August 1, 2016

    two years later, they’re still alive somehow 

    kittensevery morning i open the front door in my robe and retrieve the newspaper.

    yes i am an old man still living in the 1950s.

    two years ago i opened the door and two adorable kittens were on my stoop.

    we had had many stray cats in our courtyard for at least a year and i assumed that the kittens were the offspring of two of them.

    as you may know i live in hollywood in between two very busy streets. plus, a few weeks before i saw the kittens, we heard some very scary animal noises which sounded like a beast eating one of the strays.

    so i took the kittens in. watched in amazement as they took to the kitty litter. and then enjoyed two little twin fuzz balls explore my spacious mansion.

    for some reason i thought someone would take them off my hands.

    but no one ever did.

    are they a little loud in the early mornings?

    who isnt?

    do they ruin my toilet paper roll too often?

    not any more *cracks knuckles*

    do i love them?

    of course.

    happy second birthday Prince and Michael!