I could not get this litter off of me. On my head, My back. Up my arms. They just wanted to be all over me so I had to share some photographic proof. This is me, covered in kittens. And love every minute of it.

If I don't write, I'll explode. Oh yeah, I own it, don't steal it, and don't sue me if you disagree with what I say. If you do, bad karma will follow you all the days of your life.
2 comments:
Ohhhh, you're soooo lucky!
And that orange kitty is chewing the heck out of your glasses! Priceless! The last time we adopted from the shelter, we entered the kitten play room and the whole roomful of them started climbing my husband like a tree. I was picking kitties off of his coat and his pants legs but as soon as I put them on the floor, up they went again. Thank goodness it was winter and he had a little clothing protection from those needle claws. I don't think they would have differentiated between bare skin and fabric. Ouch!
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