Hope is a Fuzzy Kitten « Before Morning Breaks

Hope is a Fuzzy Kitten

February 18, 2009

I think it’s no mistake that all babies (except maybe spider babies) are cute. Even piggy babies are cute.

But for HOPE on a dark night?? Nothing beats a kitten. Purrrrrrrrrr

For more cuties see: AmO Images: Cute Little Cats

Do you have baby kitties? Kittens are my proof that God has a sense of humor. With kittens, you no longer need TV!

You saw my blog post about illustrating a letter? OK, why don’t you illustrate a letter? Try – S. Photos and words. Because you have nothing else to do right now, right? But it does give you an entertaining focus, and may even get you out into the Sunshine some more. Then you can have a contest for someone else to get a letter of their own to illustrate. Nothing like a contest to pull in the readers.
by Roxie February 19, 2009 at 7:03 am
Spider babies are adorable. I had a whole spider nest in my desk in third grade and the nest hatched out HUNDREDS of baby spiders. They were all over the place and the teacher kept trying to figure out where they all came from. I never fessed up because I really like baby spiders…..guess it’s the spinner in me.
by susanls February 19, 2009 at 4:26 pm
That is so cute! I want a kitten! Okay, I have to go snuggle my grown up cat now.
by Lisa Nowak February 25, 2009 at 11:15 pm

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