Meet Ruprect

He's our new kitten.  Isn't he special?  We rescued him.   So far he seems to be taking care of all of the mice in the house as you can see in the first photo if you click on it.  We're taking him on Monday to get neutered because we are responsible kitten owners, and we certainly don't want a new litter of Ruprect Juniors bouncing around, no matter how squealingly cute he is.  Well not that HE can have babies, but it's pretty hard to tell when they are this young.  We don't want the neighbors getting angry with us for having him impregnate their kitties, either.  It's really the right thing to do.  I know you'll all protest because surely you'd want one of these fuzzy little guys in the future for your own home.

By the looks of it, we think he's about 12 weeks old.  No sign of his mother.  He probably ate her.

Part 1. introductions Introductions.

Starting a new blog. New blog, new idea. Newness is good. I'm making the big switch from a much crappier blogsite to the sleek, uber popular, only-the-cool-blog-here blogger. Naturally I am way behind with the times and I am not actually fully sure about this 'fact' that I might have concocted myself. *shrug*

So who am I? Chelle. That is I. You'll see a delightful photo of me in my profile to the right. However, just in case you've missed it, this is me modeling with some smashing flowers from my handsomey fellow.

I like guitars, camping, hideous pants, making pie, winning on scratch tickets, long walks (just kidding), people, making stuff, my boy and a bunch of other fascinating things.