Here’s why I am so glad I fostered kittens
You can stare at kittens playing together for hours. Doorways fascinate them. Moths terrify them. They hunt balled paper and ribbons. Any sort of jingling or loose thread is worth attacking, you know, just to see.
In the morning the kitty hunger clock has them tearing into our bedroom, throwing things off your shelves and chasing each other back and forth across your legs alarming you into delivering breakfast. I haven’t even mentioned the cuddling, their wrestling or the depths of their curiosity.
One of our kittens was so intrigued with a bit of leftover coke in the bottle, I thought I’d share an episode from “Kitty TV” with you, and you can see why we are so glad we fostered kittens.