For the past two weeks, I was lucky enough to foster the worlds cutest, most well-behaved kittens. They were foster kittens #16 + #17 and lovingly renamed after my favorite gingers (My friend Carly and Matt Bonner).
My friends have confirmed--these are the best foster kittens I've ever had. They were so happy to prance from one lap to another, and they never got overwhelmed, even when there were 10+ new people for them to meet all at once.
They also made excellent coworking partners--lots of lap snuggling and wrist warming.
I had to send them back early so I could go home to Baltimore to get my wisdom tooth removed. The cab ride back to the ASPCA was miserable---they were so unhappy to be in their carrier and basically cried the whole way. Luckily (?) my cab driver was listening to a Spanish-language marriage counseling radio program, so he didn't notice.
When we got to the ASPCA, they were still shy of the 2lb mark, so they got placed back in the foster pool. I'm torn---while I don't want them to spend a single night in an ASPCA cage, I also selfishly hope they're waiting for me on Tuesday, when the ASPCA reopens, so I can scoop them up and taken them back home. Only time will tell!