Those Hollis girls are pretty good at entraining the passersby and they put on quite a show yesterday afternoon. There was a fly trapped between the window and the shade and it was out of paw's reach. They danced and paced on the windowsill, and stretched and showed their belly spots and belly floof to the world as they tried to capture the fat, buzzing fly.
We have a lot of foot traffic down our street on Tuesday afternoons because we live close to the Farmers Market. I saw lots of smiles pass our house, and many people pause.
A couple of weeks back, I was at the Farmers Market with Wylla and started chatting with a stranger about cats, then fostering. A few minutes into the conversation she said "OH, you live in the house with all the kittens in the window!"
Yep, that's us. The house with all the kittens in the window. : )