Homes have been found for all kittens and Buttermilk! We’re keeping Maylee and Simon, although Rob doesn’t know about Simon yet. I’ve convinced Rob that we should bring Simon into the house “just until we find a home for him.” And once Simon is in, he's IN. Rob won't kick him out, so we'll just continue to keep him on a "temporary" basis.

Last time at the vet, Dr. Kitti (yes that's actually her name) told me about a flea pill safe for kittens that kills all the fleas on the cat and is effective for 24 hrs. I decided this would be a good thing to administer right before a kitten leaves us so that said kitten doesn’t spread unwanted fleas to its new home, thus earning it a place right back in our garage. The kittens start leaving the nest next week, so I called the vet to get some pills. But they only have 2 on hand. And I have 7 kittens. So they called around to all the other vets in town, and then called me back at work to report that these pills are universally on backorder and the karma I earned from caring for these kittens was apparently short-lived.

My office mate is overhearing my end of this phone conversation with the vet, which consists of "How many pills were you able to get?" and "Did you check with Ashby?" and "I must have 3 by Monday" and "Call me as soon as you've got more" and "I'll be there at 4:15 to pick them up." So now I’m the token office drug dealer, when actually I'm just a really good person who wants some damn flea pills that seem to only be available on the black market.

Hmmm, the black market…