Tiny Thursday

Today is the big day.  As I write this, I am not 100% certain who will still be here at the end of the day.  A preliminary decision has been made, but is dependent upon a final eye check this afternoon.  I can't bring myself to say an official goodbye yet.... especially since every time I expect to send the kittens off, a health reason ends up keeping them here instead.  So, we will wait to tell you the Washingtons' tale tomorrow.  For today...

Meet our dilute calico princess.

The three Adams boys have two calico sisters, one dilute and one standard.  It is ever so much harder to give car names to girl kittens than boy kittens.  Bentley, Hudson, and Cruz were easy, sophisticated yet macho.  You'll remember when I said there was really only one car name that didn't work for me as a real name, but I was going with it anyway?  This is it.  Her name is Malibu (like the Chevy), although I tend to just call her Mally.

Miss Malibu is the crustiest little thing that walks on four legs.  Her nose, paws, and belly are almost always coated in a substance that is not meant to remain in kitten fur.  You name it, I've probably found it matted on Malibu.

The crustiness doesn't seem to bother her, though.

But since it bothers anyone who might want to cuddle Princess Mally, we end up giving her ultra quick sink baths once a day.

See??  She can do it herself... she just chooses not to most of the time.  She'll get the hang of it eventually.

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Malibu loves her brothers and can most often be found snuggled up to Hudson (our grey tuxie, who coincidentally is the second-most hygiene challenged kitten in the litter)

Telling our calico sisters apart is quite easy.  Malibu is the more muted colored one there in the center.  Her sister is at the top.  We'll round out the family by meeting her tomorrow.