On Friday we went to the SPCA in Oakland to look for a kitten for Schwa. Somebody with high energy and an urge for play that will meet his particular playing needs.
And, well, we came home with two kittens, because we found one who was perfect for Schwa and the other one was just adorable in her own right.
That's Dot on top, Dash on the bottom.
Dot is Dot because she has this cute little chest blaze:
Dash is Dash because he never sits still:
(That's the two of them wrestling.)
Now the re-catting of the household is over, thank you very much. I believe we are at twice as many cats as I originally planned on ending up with.