As we walked through the halls of the animal shelter here in town, this pudgy grey kitten climbed the door of her cage and meowed at the top of her lungs as if to say “pick me, pick me!” How could we not? She has been our girl ever since.
You could see the twinkling lights through the windows as you pulled in the driveway. As you walk in the door you are greeted by hugs from Kirby and Steven and the sounds of excited dogs and three kitties running to say hello, their claws clacking against the hardwood floors. Their house feels like home the second you walk in and I so love that.