what happens . . .

when you throw together one 14 year old, one 21 year old, one 61 year old, one 3 year old girl cat and a bottle of pink polish? Come on, you know the answer.

I separated the toes.

Kaitlyn painted them.

Katie blew them dry.



the 9TS was not amused. But we were. And just so you understand, his kitten is THE most placid little beastie on the face of the earth. She will let you do anything to her.

It was a slow afternoon . . .