So as it turns out . . . “O.K.” isn’t a girl at all – he was a lying little boy – who knew?! (I was going to link to a site about how to determine if your kittens are boys or girls – but then I went to a few and decided that they were a bit too risque – the first had up close and personal photos – please – a little dignity for the kittens – please?)

Oh – and “Miss Pickles” was indeed a girl. The whole time if I were going to guess – everything would have been reversed – my money would have been on “Miss Pickles” being “Mister Pickles” and “O.K.” being – uhm – “O.K.” (but a girl version – which she already was anyway – which makes this all very confusing) – or something like that – but – oh how wrong I ended up being . . .

I guess it just goes to show you how wrong you can be about people . . . and kittens – too.

Moving beyond the whole gender issue – the kittens went to a nice foster home where they can grow up some more until they are ready to go where ever they are going to end up finally going eventually . . . uhm – somewhere. They were dropped off at Petsmart with a group by the name of FurKids. That is where the picture at the bottom came from.

They seemed plenty plenty plenty happy (especially when wet food was shoved in front of their tiny blue eyed faces) – and even though Socks and I miss them ridiculously – and also even though the women at the table decided to drop their given names (“Miss Pickles” & “O.K.”) to really push their whole origin story (they were found in a bag by a creek – and are now called “Paper” & “Bag” – I’m not even sure which one is which – which is kind of an odd outcome) – I will always hold a teeny kitten place in my heart for them – regardless of the whole gender/name confusion.

I will update when FurKids puts them on their adoption site – if they even even even make it up there. It is totally possible that they will go to the wherever they are going to end up going before they even make it up on the web . . . we shall see.

Last night (at 8:30 (eight thirty)) – my neighbor knocked on my door and said “I found 2 (two) kittens in a bag down by the creek and my mom said that I can’t keep them in the house and I don’t know what to do with them . . .” Which was a lot to drop on a guy who was in the process of cooking a nice dinner of green beans and tofu cubes (marinated with a wonderful blend of ginger, soy sauce and sriachi) . . . but such is the way that the world works – and such is the way that I get tangled in things.

I got the number for some places and then went to check out these “creek kittens from a bag” – and found them covered in fleas hanging out in a plastic drawer with a large plate of tuna on a purple towel. I called a few places and got no answers (it was a bit late I suppose) – and so I then realized that they would end up sleeping at my house for the night. I quickly hopped into the car – since the pet store was closing at 9:00 (nine) – and off to buy some supplies I went – the guy ended up selling me some all-natural kitten shampoo and some sort of kitten formula – that all growing kittens need.

After their bath (by the way I highly recommend Natural Chemistry “De Flea Pet Shampoo”) they felt at least 100 (one hundred) times better (Miss Pickles told me so) – they even perked up enough later in the night to have a taste of formula – and then 1 (one) of them actually used the litter box that I had set out for them (how do they know how to do that?!).

Now they need nice homes with nice people. I called about 10 (ten) places today and the common response was that they already had too many kittens (I was annoyed to no end that places that are around to take care of/house/facilitate stray cats couldn’t give me any help with these girls – but then I counted to 10 (ten) and everything was awesome!). I will keep trying these avenues – but if anyone knows anyone that would like a cute little girl kitten – please let me know.

For right now I their temporary names are “O.K.” & “Miss Pickles” (just for the sake of not saying kitty-kitty all of the time). They are now flea-less – seem really healthy (especially after the formula/bath combo) – and are as ridiculously cute as kittens can be. They also came at a really inopportune time – since my house just went on the market . . . so time is of the essence . . .

Hooray for “O.K.” & “Miss Pickles” – the best kittens going!